Leng Shuangshuang was telling him that having a relationship with him was not her choice.
Over the years, their way of interacting was like the left hand with the right hand, accustomed to each other's presence, and very in sync. Even so, neither of them broke the unspoken understanding.
"Lu Jincheng, forget about that night."
Hearing this, Lu Jinyang's dark eyes instantly turned cold, exuding a terrifying chill.
There was a moment of silence in the room, and Leng Shuangshuang's hands were tightly clenched, showing her tension.
After a long while, he suddenly chuckled softly, "I was drinking that night too. As for what exactly happened, I don't remember a thing."
Before Leng Shuangshuang could relax, he added, "Since neither of us wants to mention it, let's just pretend nothing happened."
With that, he got up and walked out, leaving Leng Shuangshuang bewildered.
