Even though she knew he was powerful and his ability was far better than hers, she still wanted to protect him with all her might.
If he was insecure, then she would give her everything to make him feel secure, to love him, and to let him understand how important he was to her.
However, what happened afterward let her understand that all the things she did for him were just a joke.
He never needed her to protect him.
She was just a pawn to him.
Ling Yiran smiled wryly before bending over to take off Yi Jinli's shoes. She planned to tuck him in before sleeping in the chair for the rest of the night.
As the bed was against one side of the wall and the sheets were against the wall, she needed to get over him to pull the sheets.
Ling Yiran had just pulled a corner of the sheets and was about to tuck Yi Jinli in when she noticed that he had somehow opened his eyes.
As he was drunk, those dark eyes seemed to glisten and exude endless seduction.
"Yiran..." His thin lips parted, and her name escaped his mouth softly.
Ling Yiran immediately froze, and before she knew it, his hands were around her waist. He had pulled her into his arms.
Caught off guard, Ling Yiran lay on top of Yi Jinli.
Her instinct was to get up and free herself from his embrace.
"You're drunk. Let me get up," she said.
"Are you sure... you don't love me anymore?" he muttered in a whisper. The intoxicated look in his eyes seemed to be gradually stained with pain.
Ling Yiran was stunned. She thought she was seeing it wrong. 'Pain? Why would he suffer when he's the one who broke up with me?'
"Yes, I'm sure," she answered him calmly.
Suddenly, the hurt in his eyes was so strong that Ling Yiran could no longer tell herself that she was seeing it wrong.
She could clearly see that the hurt in his eyes was so overwhelming, as if he had lost something that mattered to him most.
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