Su Yin was holding her phone, somewhat at a loss for words.
Ji Zhihan, seeing that Su Yin had not spoken for a long while, finally said again, "Am I at the entrance to your community right now?"
"You came to my place?!" Su Yin leaped up from the bed.
"I... Can't I come? I have nowhere to go," Ji Zhihan stuttered.
"Have you gone mad? I just declared in front of the media today that there's no relationship between us, and now you turn up at my place; if the reporters catch this, do you want to see me destroyed by the media?!" Su Yin was somewhat agitated.
Ji Zhihan dared not make a sound anymore.
Even without seeing Ji Zhihan, Su Yin could feel his sense of grievance through the screen.
Su Yin took a deep breath.
Communicating with a 17-year-old kid was really challenging.
She tried to maintain a calm tone, "Can you go to Fu Shiyan's place?"
"Why?" Ji Zhihan asked.
"He's your cousin; he couldn't possibly refuse to take you in," Su Yin said bluntly.
