His gaze was too piercing, she didn't dare look directly, her eyelashes involuntarily drooped to cover her line of sight.
"Look at me!" Si Ye commanded coldly.
Chen Zhi looked into his eyes, her eyes flickering slightly.
Her heartbeat quickened, cheeks flushing. She knew she had fallen, but she hadn't expected to fall so deeply.
Just by meeting his profound gaze, she would become addicted, unable to extricate herself.
She had sworn never to be moved by him, never to fall in love with him.
So when her heart started to stir, she tried hard to be indifferent toward him, to avoid him, hoping that over time, her feelings for him would subside.
However, just facing him head-on, the emotional defenses she had painstakingly built over two days collapsed.
She then realized that the more she deliberately avoided him, the deeper she fell.
Panic sprouted in Chen Zhi's heart.
What should she do? She was moved by Si Ye, she had fallen—what on earth should she do?!
