Yin Zhu swallowed the curse words that were on the tip of her tongue and then raised her head to look at Situ Ziyu and asked, " What do you want, third young master?"
" You did not thank me enough," he replied with a calm voice as he continued to hold on to her wrist, even though they were standing under the rain with droplets as big as pearls falling on them, Situ Ziyu continued to stand still and gaze at her without letting go of her even for a moment. " I saved your life, I will tell you this just in case you do not understand the severity of the incident that just passed."
" I did thank you just now," Yin Zhu replied but the man did not let go instead he smiled and then tugged her closer as his gaze dropped to the red rose that Yin Zhu was keeping in the pocket of her skirt. This was the same rose that Situ Yaoyue has picked from the bush and since she could not bear to throw it away, she gave it to Yin Zhu.
