Tang Yu fumbled around for a long time but couldn't figure out how to adjust the seat.
The light was too dim for her to notice how Ye Sihan had done it.
She had no choice but to ask the man beside her, "How do you adjust the seat?"
In the dimness, Ye Sihan's facial contours were sharp, his eyes darker than the night, locking onto her like a wild beast in the forest staring down its prey.
It was startling.
Tang Yu sensed that the atmosphere was off and stopped talking.
She just sat there, her face turned towards the window, at worst she would just sit and sleep.
She would endure and it would be over.
She regretted asking Ye Sihan now.
"Are you giving me the silent treatment?" Ye Sihan's deep voice was very clear in the darkness, and even the intimidating feeling was amplified.
"I wouldn't dare..." Before Tang Yu could finish, her wrist was tightened, and she was yanked over, "Ah!"
Her entire upper body lay across Ye Sihan's solid chest, her breathing halted.
