Ji Zhihan led Su Yin out of the house.
He didn't know if it was because Ji Zhihan was too angry at the moment, he remained silent the entire time, not once letting go of her hand.
They rarely had such close contact before.
Except in bed, they always seemed to maintain distance at other times.
As they approached Ji Zhihan's sedan, Ji Zhihan still didn't let go of Su Yin's hand, just dragging her along.
He neither got in the car nor spoke.
But Su Yin was rather calm.
Having experienced this once, the second time didn't seem so hard to accept.
She asked, "Where are we going now?"
Only then did it seemed like Ji Zhihan realized that he was still holding Su Yin's hand.
He turned to look at her.
At her overly calm demeanor.
"Aren't you angry?" Ji Zhihan asked.
Su Yin didn't expect Ji Zhihan to inquire about her feelings.
She thought about it and replied, "I'm angry. But I also understand, so I can decide not to be angry."
Ji Zhihan's eyes narrowed a bit.
