Shi Qian looked down at her reddened fingers and smiled.
"Besides, what's there to be mad about?" She asked after a pause.
"Because of Shi Yaorong?"
"That's nonsense."
However, she was a little angry just now. So she hit the bag harder.
Shang Sizhan looked at the girl's indifferent face. It seemed like nothing had happened.
He held her hand and rubbed her slightly red knuckles with his thumb. "Isn't it because of what happened last night?" He asked with a smile.
Shi Qian stood rooted in the ground.
"No." A hint of embarrassment flashed across Shi Qian's face before she regained her composure.
"How does it feel?" Shang Sizhan chuckled.
Shi Qian was at a loss for words.
Shi Qian tried to calm down. But embarrassment tinged her again. She paused for a few seconds. She said, "Just… How about that?"
Shang Sizhan's fingers suddenly hooked her chin. He lifted it to look up at him. Aren't you satisfied?"
