The man was tall with long legs, taking large strides.
Sang Qian had to almost jog to keep up, "Ji Chengzhou, I know I was wrong. Can you please not ignore me?"
"I know I shouldn't have kept it from you, but I really don't have feelings for him. I just didn't want you to misunderstand. Had I known it would make you misunderstand even more, I would have been honest with you from the start."
The man acted as if he didn't hear her and kept walking.
Soon, Ji Chengzhou reached his car and pulled open the door, about to get inside.
Sang Qian quickly pressed the car door back down, positioning her body in the doorway, "Ji Chengzhou, can't you say a word to me?"
For the first time that evening, Ji Chengzhou's deep and cold gaze fell on Sang Qian, "Move."
Sang Qian spread her arms out, shaking her head.
Ji Chengzhou grabbed Sang Qian's arm and pulled her aside.
