Chapter 71 Emotional Negotiation_3
Clearly, that remark hit home again, and so Lin Xiaolu fell silent once more.
She cradled the rice bowl in one hand and held chopsticks in the other, remaining still for a long time in a rather comical pose. After a while, she put down her bowl and chopsticks just like Lin Yun had.
Clunk.
The porcelain bowl made a dull sound as it touched the wooden tabletop.
She picked up a napkin from beside the table, meticulously wiped clean the corners of her mouth, then her hands, and threw the napkin into the bowl. With her arms crossed, she leaned back against the chair.
With her head down, her lips first pursed tightly, then parted slightly. Fingers curled around her sleeves on her arms but gradually relaxed.
— "Can you promise not to tell Emerald Sparrow and the others?"
In the end, she looked up, her gaze at Lin Yun filled with doubt, yet also tinged with a bit of hope.
"If you ask that of me, I can certainly keep it a secret for you," Lin Yun nodded, his face expressionless.