As soon as Yu Gangan left the room, she said, "You can let go of me now."
But, Fang Zhihan did not let go. In fact, his arm remained tightly wrapped around her waist until they reached the car.
As soon as Yu Gangan sat in the car, she secured her seatbelt and said, "You don't need to do that from now on."
She was a bit embarrassed by their intimacy.
Fang Zhihan turned and looked at her, his eyes unwavering as though he was looking into the depths of her soul.
Yu Gangan felt a little awkward. With a blink, she glanced at her own body and asked, "What are you looking at?"
Fang Zhihan replied in a dull voice, "Are you getting rid of me now that you're done?"
Yu Gangan's forehead creased, "I never told you to act so intimately. We didn't have to do that. Even if we were an actual couple putting on an act, we could have acted naturally. The way that you acted looked too deliberate and actually made us look fake."
