Her eyes curved into adorable crescent moons, and even her voice was incredibly cheerful, "It's okay, you have the right to refuse."

Just as Duan Mu turned his gaze back to the glass, he heard her say, "But I won't give up."

Duan Mu paused in picking up the glass shards.

For the rest of the time, she watched him quietly picking up the glass shards, his gaze so focused on people that no one could ignore it.

A few minutes later, Duan Mu came out after washing his hands and saw her yawning on the sofa. But when she saw him, she immediately smiled and said, "You still haven't answered me whether you'd like to have dinner with me tomorrow?"

He simply walked over and said, "I have a full schedule of scenes tomorrow, so I think I have to decline."

"Really?" Feng Guang moved to sit next to him on the sofa, making room for him. She wasn't particularly disappointed, since she was always prepared to be rejected by him every time she invited him out.

Duan Mu sat down next to her and said, "But perhaps... the day after tomorrow is possible."

Feng Guang was taken aback for a moment, then her face lit up with a smile. "Alright then, let's go back to the Blue Restaurant we went to last time, okay?"

"Okay." He glanced out the dark window, and casually asked, "Miss Xia, aren't your parents worried about you coming out so late?"

Of course!

"Miss Xia..."

“But they all know that no one can stop me from doing what I’m going to do, and besides…” She hugged her knees, rested her chin on her knees, and smiled sweetly in her bright eyes, “I can’t refuse the fact that I want to get close to you.”

He lowered his gaze slightly, his eyes landing on her face.

She then asked, "Duan Mu, haven't many people told you that you are very handsome?"

"Not bad," he replied softly. When he first debuted, many people commented that he was good-looking, but at that time he didn't have any outstanding works. That was all the media and the public had of him. However, this was the first time a girl had looked at him so intently and said he was good-looking with such joy.

After all, when the media and fans used to comment on him, they were always either indifferent and businesslike, or excited when commenting on their idol.

He has never lacked people who would praise him, but he has never experienced a girl who is not a fan of his movies praising him so wholeheartedly.

As time went by, those who said he was good-looking gradually began to comment on his acting skills.

"Although I'm a little sad that I'm not the first person to say you're good-looking, Duan Mu, you really are very good-looking." As she spoke, she laughed happily again.

In return, he smiled and said, "You're very good-looking too."

He wouldn't use the word "beautiful" to describe her; that word seemed too mature for her.

Feng Guang moved closer to him and quietly asked, "If I say you're beautiful, will you be happy?"

Instead of answering, he asked, "If I say you're beautiful, will you be happy?"

"Yes, I will." She nodded honestly. "Even if I know you're just being polite, I'll still be happy to hear you say I'm pretty."

"Miss Xia, is it just a polite remark that you say I'm pretty?"

She shook her head. "No."

"Then I'm not either." His eyes were filled with a gentle light.