Ji Zhihan watched Su Yin and He Wencheng being affectionate with bloodshot eyes.
As he watched, he suddenly laughed.
Without another word, he turned and left.
The door closed with great force behind him.
Su Yin bit her lip hard.
She did not look back.
She only felt that Ji Zhihan had left.
He left angrily.
And very decisively.
"Maybe there is some misunderstanding between you and Zhihan," He Wencheng spoke up, his casual smile reminding her.
"There's no misunderstanding," Su Yin shook her head, "Even if there was, it's not important. The ending would be the same anyway."
"You don't trust him that much?"
"Nor do I trust myself," Su Yin let go of He Wencheng.
He Wencheng didn't say anything more.
The matters of the heart only oneself knows.
Moreover.
If Su Yin and Ji Zhihan broke up, he would have his chance.
He Wencheng went to the room to get dressed.
"Mr. He," Su Yin suddenly called out to him.
He Wencheng looked back, "Hmm?"
"Thank you," Su Yin said.
