An Ruo couldn't quite identify the feeling in her heart, part of it was moved, and there was also a strange emotion stirring within her.
She always felt very warm when someone took care of her, let alone when that person was Tang Yuchen.
His care surprised her, made her feel flattered, and above all, warm.
In the light of the desk lamp, she gazed at his profoundly contoured profile and thought to herself how handsome he was. If there had been no past hurts between them, she would have fallen for him long ago.
She used to think of him as a cold and cruel person, always regarding him as a demon in her heart.
Now that she had spent more time with him, she realized he wasn't so much of a demon after all.
At the very least, he wasn't heartless and unfeeling, and at least he wasn't tormenting her anymore.
Thinking of these things, An Ruo softened her gaze, and her lips couldn't help but curve into a smile.
