Su Qianci was dazed. His eyes were so deep and dark, so sincere that she wanted to burst out: I will. However, she knew. She knew that it was impossible. He was twenty-six years old, a man's primetime. Was that time with her the only time he had ever had sex? Had he never responded to Tang Mengying's pursuit? Su Qianci blinked, her look complicated.
The moment Li Sicheng saw her eyes, his heart sank. Without any answer from her, he could tell that she did not believe him.
Seeing the standoff, Nanny Rong quickly cut in, "It's time for dinner. You need energy to fight."
Fight? Were they fighting?
Su Qianci looked away, took her hand back, turned around, and went upstairs.
Li Sicheng saw her leaving with flames burning in his eyes. He quickly followed her.