The call had even come to the house. As the family member named twice, Cen Muxiao had no choice but to end his conversation with Song Anning early.
Before leaving, he happened to catch Song Anning letting out a long breath. That reaction alone made Cen Muxiao abandon the idea of pressing for an answer.
There was no need to ask anymore. That hesitant response had the same effect as the tactful way he had rejected him back then.
Back then, he had been hopelessly infatuated all on his own. Now he was being accused of forcing him—what was there left for him to cling to?
He had already been disappointed once. How could he still be this unclear-headed even now?
His brain really was short-circuiting badly!
Besides, he could already guess what Song Anning had not managed to say.
If Song Anning had feelings for him, could he give him an answer right away?
Exactly. He himself was denying how he viewed those feelings, so what kind of answer could he possibly give?
Today, he had insisted on hearing an answer in a rush of emotion. Wasn't it because he still couldn't let go of the affection he had once given up on?
And his kindness toward Song Anning seemed only to be a continuation of old habits. The habits had not changed, but the person had, and his state of mind had long been different.
Clenching his fists, he decided to put the thought aside. This so-called reexamination was nothing more than an excuse. Going with the flow might be the greatest respect he could give them both.
Besides, he had promised Guo Lantai that they would maintain a certain degree of loyalty for the duration of their marriage alliance. He really ought to reflect on himself. It