"Why aren't you saying anything?"
Ji Ziming's low and grave voice startled Pei Ge into stopping her eyes from roving.
She lifted her eyes to him and found that his focus had left the files on his desk and was now on her. This realization caused her heart to thump faster.
"B-Because you are busy," she stammered nervously.
Holding her gaze with his cold eyes, he put his fountain pen down and said, "So if I were to continue with my work, you would stand there like a fool and not talk to me?"
"Er… Of course, not." She felt helpless inside upon noting his seemingly angry countenance. She did not know how she had managed to step on this man's toes this time.
"Mhm," he hummed in agreement as he affixed her with his frigid eyes.
The room quieted at his affirmative hum.
Frankly speaking, it was not that she did not want to speak; this man's words just made it difficult for her to voice out anything.
