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Chen Anxin didn't snap back to reality until she heard the door close.
Then her legs gave out, and she collapsed onto the sofa, sinking deep into its cushions.
She might have appeared calm and rational just now, but in truth, she was extremely nervous.
Her mind was still somewhat blank.
It wasn't a lack of confidence, but after all these years, her little uncle had always been good to her, actually very good, helping her a lot—yet she never sensed that he could like her in that way.
That kind of liking.
To be honest, she was truly baffled.
Thankfully, even though she was baffled, she didn't lose her head.
Had it been a little earlier in time, she might have agreed in a moment of confusion, considering that she herself was quite perplexed about feelings and had no idea what she really wanted. She hadn't dated in these past few years simply because she hadn't met anyone suitable.
Otherwise, she would have dated who knows how many by now.
