Mo Lin looked into Qian Renxue's golden eyes and smiled helplessly.
"After all these years, I really haven't improved at all. I failed to hide it again."
"I don't know where you've tried it before, but the suddenly heavier breathing, the restless left hand, the wandering gaze, and those inexplicable pauses—so many tells. If this counts as improvement, then you must have been terrible at fooling your own people before," Qian Renxue said, her words slightly unforgiving, but her ever-gentle gaze and upturned lips showed that she was in an excellent mood. "Still, being unable to hide things from someone you care about isn't a bad thing. It means you aren't a cold and heartless person. Emotions and sensitivity are still a very important part of you.
Xiao Lin, I'm happy that you considered my feelings, but I've said it before: I'm not some fragile woman. Since I've chosen you, then so long as your actions and plans don't cross my bottom line, no matter what state I'm in, I'll do everything I can to help you until you achieve your goal.
So if something like this happens again, just tell me directly. Don't overthink it. Beating around the bush is the most unnecessary thing between us."
"Thank you, Xiaoxue." Mo Lin could hear Qian Renxue's trust in him, but he still didn't want Qian Renxue to go see Bibi Dong before she was ready because of him. "I know your personality is more resilient than most people's, but after going through something like that, even the strongest person needs time to adjust, right? If it were me, I don't think I could recover completely in just a day or two either. I was originally planning to arrange for you to meet Master after another ten days or so.
Unfortunately,