"No need, I have money for the sofa, you go to work." Xu Ke said with a smile, as if not hurt by Lin Mengyao's earlier words, which made Lin Mengyao breathe a sigh of relief.
"Alright, I'm heading out then."
Watching Lin Mengyao's departing figure, the smile on Xu Ke's face gradually faded, revealing a trace of sadness.
Being told directly that the woman he loved didn't love him back, even Xu Ke's strong heart was deeply hurt. If not for worrying that Lin Mengyao might feel guilty, he probably couldn't have kept that smile.
However, it wasn't all for nothing; at least she suggested he buy a bigger sofa to lie on and agreed to let him lie on her bed for a while, right? Xu Ke thought, finding solace in his misery. But unfortunately, he couldn't lie on that bed, fearing he'd never want to get up again.
