"Being too flamboyant will only invite hatred."
Long Ji let out an "Ah!"
"But my father loves extravagance and grandeur!"
Nezha immediately pulled Long Ji close, their faces practically pressed together. Lowering his voice as if he were sharing a secret, Nezha said, "That's why your father is so resented."
Though their relationship was already very close, at this moment, with Nezha's face so near hers, Long Ji couldn't help but feel dizzy. Her mind went blank, or perhaps she simply chose not to think about what Nezha was saying.
All she could do was savor Nezha's presence, a dazed smile on her lips. "Oh, so that's how it is!"
Nezha nodded and asked, "So what should you do?"
Long Ji's love-stricken mind worked at lightning speed. With her emotional intelligence temporarily amplified, she immediately grasped Nezha's meaning and responded warmly, perfectly aligned with his intent, "Then I'll keep things low-key from now on. Hmm, I'll only wear this outfit for you."
