His kindness towards her was always so effortless.
Jian Yixue shrank back a little, head down, "Yan Yichen, I'll find a way to repay you the money later. Thanks for today…"
Hearing her thanks, Yan Yichen's face darkened instead of being pleased, "Thanks? If I hadn't happened to come to the hospital to visit a friend and seen you, would you have planned not to tell me anything?"
"What's there to say? Every family has its problems." Jian Yixue smiled bitterly. "This is good too, I've seen them clearly, and I won't be so foolishly devoted in the future."
Yan Yichen felt both angry and distressed. The gentlemanly education he had received since childhood prevented him from getting angry at a girl. After hesitating for a while, he simply raised his hand and tapped Jian Yixue on the forehead, "You really are a worry."
