Ling Yichen looked at her, "Niannian, how long are you going to be mad at me?"
Shi Niannian looked up at the man's handsome face, admitting that she had been moved by him would have been a lie, and every time she was in danger, it was Ling Yichen who had saved her.
If she abandoned her pride and followed Ling Yichen, she knew her life would be much easier, but Shi Niannian just couldn't cross her own ethical bottom line.
She bit her lower lip, deciding to speak out even if it angered Ling Yichen, "I'm not mad at you, and I'm very grateful you saved me again, but I don't want to be your mistress! I just want to live a dignified and upright life, without being pointed at and cursed by others."
Ling Yichen wasn't enraged, he looked at Shi Niannian very calmly, as if time had stopped.
Shi Niannian met Ling Yichen's gaze, her look was honest and carried a bit of hope, though what exactly she was hoping for Shi Niannian couldn't make clear.