Jingliu instinctively wanted to message Xianyu and demand an explanation.
Suppressing her anger, she opened their chat. The moment she saw their conversation history, everything that had happened the night before came rushing back.
Jingliu couldn't help sighing. Not a trace of anger remained in her heart.
In front of her, Xianyu never showed any negative emotions, no matter what happened or what he heard.
For instance, before meeting them, Xianyu had gone to buy desserts, only to find the ones he wanted to bring them sold out. Anyone else would have felt frustrated.
But Xianyu hadn't. Rather than complain to Jingliu, he had chosen to keep waiting for the desserts.
He was optimistic, treating what others saw as bad luck as a stroke of fortune.
Xianyu had said that he would get freshly made desserts this time, so surely they would taste even better.
As Jingliu carefully recalled that evening, she realized Xianyu had spent it drinking with Dan Feng and Yingxing.
During that time, worried Jingliu might be bored, Xianyu had suggested she eat the desserts with Baiheng and Jing Yuan.
In the end, he hadn't eaten a single bite. All the remaining desserts had gone to Jing Yuan.
Jingliu: "..."
How could she have forgotten to save a portion for Xianyu?
Compared with Xianyu, Jingliu thought, she still hadn't done enough.
She felt she didn't know him well enough yet, but on this particular matter, she could guess how he would react.
If Jingliu brought up the rumor that had made her so angry, Xianyu would surely say he didn't want her to get upset.
He would say he didn't care what other people thought, that their words didn't matter.
Precisely because Xianyu didn't care, he hadn't told Jingliu.
A sense of helplessness welled up in Jingliu.