But she doesn’t rember him anymore.
Although it was all his doing, hearing her respectfully address him as "Mr. Yan" and seeing her doubtful and puzzled gaze, he realized this kind of pain was worse than he had imagined.
He wanted to hear her call him "Yan Sijue" in that spoiled tone once more or teasingly as "Young Master Yan," but now it would never happen again.
Perhaps he had been staring at her for too long, as Mu Yiliang finally couldn’t help but speak: "If you have nothing else, I won’t keep you company!"
"In the future, you can just take so ti to co visit Liu Xuan, there’s no need to personally feed him anymore." Yan Sijue seed to chuckle lightly, saying, "Your purpose is to express gratitude, not to make him anxious. Right?"
Mu Yiliang pursed her lips.
Indeed, if Liu Xuan really didn’t want her to do those things for him, then she certainly wouldn’t make things difficult for him.
The reason she insisted was mainly because she felt that Liu Xuan’s refusal was not because of her, but because of this man.
"If you weren’t here, I think he would feel a lot more at ease." Mu Yiliang couldn’t help but retort.
Yan Sijue finally laughed out loud.
This was the second ti Mu Yiliang had seen him, but the first ti she had seen him smile.
When the man smiled, it instantly diluted that sharp, intimidating aura, making his face more alluring.
So, was he maintaining the dignity of a superior by rarely smiling? Mu Yiliang randomly guessed.
"Even if I’m not here, the result would be the sa." Yan Sijue smiled faintly, "When Liu Xuan rushed out at that ti, it wasn’t out of chivalry but because it was his duty. At the ti, my car was parked nearby, and he acted to avoid any loss to ."
Mu Yiliang widened her eyes in surprise!
If that were the case, Liu Xuan’s behavior made sense.
"Is your car very expensive?" Mu Yiliang couldn’t help but ask; otherwise, why would Liu Xuan risk everything for a car?
The man looked at her deeply, his eyes dark, seemingly revealing a different kind of radiance.
"Yes, very expensive." He said in a low voice.
"Alright then." Mu Yiliang sighed, "But anyway, Mr. Liu Xuan indirectly saved . If there’s anything I can do to help, please don’t hesitate to ask."
Yan Sijue softly acknowledged, suddenly reaching out his hand toward her.
Mu Yiliang was taken aback.
"Your phone."
She was perplexed but still took out her phone and placed it in his palm.
Yan Sijue swiped open the screen.
Mu Yiliang’s eyes widened! How did this man know her screen lock password?
He input the four digits without any hesitation, as if he had known them all along.
Mu Yiliang hesitated whether to snatch the phone back, but the man seed to have no intention of peeking at her private information. Instead, he directly opened the contacts, created a new contact, and input a na and number.
Then he handed it back to her.
"I’ll contact you if necessary."
After accepting it, Mu Yiliang was a bit puzzled: "Shouldn’t I be the one leaving my number with you instead?"
The man thought for a mont, smiling as he nodded: "You’re right. But now that you have my number, send a ssage or call when you have ti, and I’ll save your number that way."
Mu Yiliang continued to stare blankly.
The logic was correct, but was it necessary to be so complicated?
"Goodbye." The man had already chuckled softly, took one last deep look at her, then turned and walked in the opposite direction.
Mu Yiliang clutched her phone, watching the man’s retreating figure.
She suddenly felt that, for so reason, he seed less aloof today.
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