Ye Tianxin assumed that everybody was born a good actor; there was nothing wrong with their performance. Any look on their faces was so authentic.
This described Mingzhu and Ye Zhizhou perfectly.
Ye Zhizhou, "Mingzhu, let's go. You don't want to be a third wheel."
Ye Zhizhou held Mingzhu's hand, but Mingzhu was unable to tear her eyes away from Ye Tianxin. She said, "Tianxin, I'll come back tomorrow. I'm leaving."
They both walked into the elevator, and Ye Zhizhou leaned into Mingzhu's ear.
With the corners of his lips slightly raised, he smiled and said in a ghostly voice, "Mingzhu, you didn't say anything just then, right?"
The smile on Mingzhu's face instantly faded away. She said, "Did you hear what I said?"
Ye Zhizhou clasped Mingzhu's head. It looked like Ye Zhizhou was kissing Mingzhu from the elevator's camera.
