After hiding the object, Tang Wan didn't pay much attention, but she clearly noticed that Jiang Jinsang's looks at her had become increasingly strange.
His smile usually played around the corners of his lips, yet today it bore an unusual flavor, at times intense as fire, at others mild like water, as if to drown her in it.
The two had been conversing when he would often just stop and stare straight at her.
"What are you looking at? Is there something on my face?" Tang Wan asked, heart fluttering under his gaze.
"Nothing, I just think you look good and want to take another look."
What kind of cheesy love line was that? What was wrong with him? It's not like he was sick. Why the inexplicable behavior!
Jiang Jinsang would flirt with her occasionally too, but not like this, unprovoked and all the time. What was going on?
"Wanwan, do you have any expectations about marriage, like what kind of wedding you'd like?"
