Chapter 89 Watching a Play_4

And his lips carried a smile as he slowly, inch by inch, leaned forward, the closer he got, the colder it felt. His eyes, shimmering like a pool of water, made one involuntarily hold their breath. Yet his voice was indistinctly hoarse as he said, "Eyes are the sprouts of emotion. Your eyes have betrayed your heart."

Jiang Li said, "I have not."

"You have someone in your heart," he said.

Jiang Li: "I have not."

"This person is in your heart; you do not love, but you hate them deeply," he said with a smile.

Jiang Li was stunned, and that phrase "I have not" somehow became stuck in her throat.

The young man was like a demon skilled in reading people's hearts, everything in the world could not escape his eyes. Jiang Li couldn't help but wonder if this person could see through all lies, understand all betrayals. Because his charming eyes could captivate everyone, except for himself.

He lived too wakefully, and was destined not to be too happy.