His brows furrowed, and a ghost of a smile touched his devilishly handsome face. “Burning the bridge now that you’ve crossed it, Tang Li?” I shook my head. “No.” He looked down, a self-deprecating laugh escaping him. Then his eyes, intensely serious, met mine. “What if I told you I want to be with you, for real?” My lips thinned. “A relationship is built on mutual feelings,” I told him. “We don’t