Yan Sijue captured the look of infatuation on her face, his gaze growing deeper.
This woman was more cunning than he had thought!
Just now, she stood at the dimly lit place across from him, a faint smile on her face, beautiful like a fairy. Her gaze crossed the crowd, looking in his direction as if she had been waiting for him for a very long time, and no matter how long she waited, it was without complaint or regret.
At that moment, he truly felt an impulse inside him, wanting to keep this woman firmly by his side, not this current, elusive state that was difficult to grasp.
For so many years, only this woman in front of him had made him feel this impulse, making him realize that not all women were merely toys. He believed she was worthy of standing by his side, and if he were to share his thoughts and plans with her, she would surely understand.
However, this woman refused. She was unwilling to completely give herself over to him.
