Chapter 984: Cold War (6)

It was still scheming, still planning, still rationality—in the end, it was all these things.

He remembered what the psychologist he'd found on the maiden voyage of Hanhai had said. Lu Weixi was "love-disabled," perhaps because of his recent "settling down," he'd gradually evened out his emotions.

But she could share with him familial love, companionship, and a cooperative relationship—the only thing missing was romantic love.

He thought that the easing of their relationship over time had slowly made Lu Weixi fall in love with him.

It turned out it was still just his wishful thinking.

The hand he had just tried to hug her with slightly withdrew behind him. Out of her sight, he clenched it gently into a fist.

He was so angry he was shaking, his heart as cold as Rushuang, wishing he could twist and shatter the person before him, just to see what her heart was made of.

Yet, seeing her face, and her eyes full of anticipation, he couldn't bring himself to say anything.