Li Shaoling hugged her, his voice a little probing. "You're not angry anymore?"
"Why would I be angry?"
"Who knows?"
She was much happier today, and she was smiling from the inside.
Still, he knew that her smile was not because of him, but because of the rare warmth, noise and excitement.
Still, she had moved closer to him on her own. Didn't that mean she wasn't angry?
Be that as it may, their feelings had no basis—it was tiring for them to stay together compared to normal couples, having to tiptoe every day without knowing how long that would last.
"Li Shaoling." Ji Weixi looked up. She spoke his name quietly, and watched him struggled for a moment before asking. "I wanted to ask—who was that woman who called you?"
"Qiao Biluo."
Li Shaoling looked into her dewy eyes.
She was finally willing to ask him, and here he was assuming that she keep pretending it never happened.
