Shan Wei crossed her legs, leaning back leisurely into the sofa. Her eyes lifted slightly, and her tone was certain. "Don't tell me you can't see that he likes you."
Chu Yao paused. The smile on her face stiffened for a moment before she lowered her head and said nothing.
She wasn't stupid. Of course, she could tell.
Shen Yi had always been good to her. Back then, Chu Yao had narcissistically entertained the thought, but it faded after Shen Yi went abroad.
After he returned, even though they had only seen each other once, their occasional contact instantly brought back that old feeling for Chu Yao.
'Shen Yi probably likes me.'
But does that matter?
She didn't want to lose Shen Yi as a friend, so there was no need to spell certain things out. But if Shen Yi himself decided to cross that line, that would be another matter entirely.
When it came to relationships, Chu Yao knew how to draw a clear line.
