Zhou Shuang heard Lu Yinan opening the door, and she glanced at him.
Their eyes met and she froze for a moment. She tightened her grip on the doorknob.
She pressed her lips and was about to walk away when Lu Yinan spoke. "You're dressed formally. Are you going to work?"
It was the seventh day of the new year and most people went back to work.
He spoke casually with a tinge of coldness and sarcasm.
His heart was billowing with emotions. The Zhou Shuang that he saw seemed unaffected and cold. It scared him.
Zhou Shuang nodded and replied, "Yeah."
She relinquished her grip on the doorknob and walked to the staircase.
Lu Yinan closely trailed after her, and he wanted to grab her arm—but he just couldn't do it.
It wasn't that he was scared, but rather, he couldn't cast his pride aside. He felt that he couldn't do that just to appease Zhou Shuang and win her back.
