Si Ye watched her cold back, a slight curve forming at the corner of his mouth.
She seemed to be sulking at him or perhaps she really didn't want anything to do with him.
Sitting on the sofa, Si Ye crossed his legs, lit a cigarette, and took a deep drag.
The white smoke he exhaled veiled his complex gaze; he realized he had been devoting too much attention to Chen Zhi lately.
More than he had for any other woman in the past, even more than the total for all of them.
He also knew that there was a reason he focused so much on Chen Zhi.
But he was a bit confused, not knowing whether he kept Chen Zhi close because of revenge or possessiveness.
Whatever the reason, he couldn't let her go just yet.
At the very least, his body craved her, and he wouldn't deny himself that pleasure, of course he would let go only after he had his fill.
When Chen Zhi came out of the bathroom, Si Ye waved at her slightly, "Come here."
