"Yes, it was indeed my fault."
Xiao Yi earnestly admitted, feeling genuinely guilty about the matter, as he had promised something that he had failed to deliver.
"I was just teasing you, it doesn't really matter anymore. At any rate, I finally got your number, hehe."
Seeing Xiao Yi's sincere attitude, Zhang Yuhuan smiled somewhat sheepishly and picked up her phone. She opened the message that Xiao Yi had just sent and saved his number.
Xiao Yi watched Zhang Yuhuan's expression and couldn't help but feel slightly astonished by the girl. Since leaving that scene, her face had shown no trace of the panic that a girl being pursued should have. She was chatting and laughing with him as if nothing had happened, and she had never brought up the matter on her own initiative.
Was it because she had been chased so often that she had grown accustomed to it? Or was there some other reason?
