In the darkness of the night, Gu Jingze looked down at Lin Che. Her shoulders were trembling slightly. The sight of her narrow and small shoulders made him feel an overwhelming tenderness and protectiveness.
His heart ached a little and he was also at a slight loss as to what to do. He looked at her. "Lin Che, tell me. What's wrong with you?"
Lin Che merely came closer and closer to Gu Jingze step by step but did not let him approach her. "I just dislike you intensely, can't I?"
"You dislike me?" Gu Jingze looked at her in astonishment. "Why do you dislike me?"
"There's no reason. I just don't like you when I look at you!" How could this man be so long-winded as well?
Lin Che simply hated that he did not leave even when she threw a tantrum at him. Why was he still here when she had already said so much?
