After Transmigrating into a book, I Was Played By a Black Lotus

Chapter 80 Duel Timeline

But before her sense of loss could settle in, Bai Xiying suddenly changed her mind.

Bai Xiying: "I've suddenly changed my mind again; I think getting engaged is pretty good."

Lin Xingzhu looked puzzled: "But you just said it was too early."

"But I have this sense of crisis; I'm worried that one day you will run away." Bai Xiying picked up her empty coffee cup and turned to wash it out with clean water, her voice slightly distorted by the rushing water. "You've captured my stomach with your cooking, but what should I use to keep you?"

Bai Xiying questioned herself; although she wasn't exceptionally clever, she certainly wasn't foolish enough to miss the obvious truth.

If yesterday in the fitting room she sensed something was off from the conversation between Lin Xingzhu and Wen Lin, then it was unusual that Lin Xingzhu, who usually shared everything with her, had concealed all this. Her seven parts of suspicion had transformed into nine parts certainty.

"Getting engaged means our relationship is entering a new, closer phase. It becomes an invisible bond connecting us. This type of binding relationship is looser than marriage but stronger than that of mere lovers."

Bai Xiying set the clean cup aside and picked up her own to continue washing, "You're so exceptional; I want to hold onto you tighter."

Lin Xingzhu had a high moral standard and a strong sense of responsibility.

If they got engaged, Bai Xiying felt that her heart would have another layer of assurance.

No one knew the anger Bai Xiying felt deep down while painting last night.

She had once tested whether Lin Xingzhu was from the same world as her and received a negative answer. Because of that denial, she indulged herself, almost shedding all restraints, losing herself in Lin Xingzhu's gentleness, and falling for her.

But now, someone suddenly told her that although she was not from the same place, they knew everything about her.

Wen Lin, who had switched places with someone else, perhaps knew about all the absurdities she had experienced in her past life.

No, perhaps it wasn't just them; maybe even more people were aware.

Last night, after Bai Xiying finished her painting, filled with repressed anger, she saw a flood of messages from Lin Xingzhu.

Every word was proof of how much she cared.

Bai Xiying's suppressed emotions eased a bit.

After painting for several hours, she felt hungry and took out the cake Lin Xingzhu had specially made for her. She snuggled in the living room, turning on the TV to randomly play a movie.