Lin Yan raised her eyes and stared at Lu Chenyuan's gloomy face, his deep eyes wrapped in a layer of cold frost.
"I'm sorry, it was my fault for having a bad attitude. I shouldn't have taken my emotions out on you."
Lu Chenyuan's eyebrows were tightly furrowed, as if he hadn't heard Lin Yan's apology.
When the red light turned green, Lin Yan grabbed Lu Chenyuan's hand, afraid that he would shake her off, gripping so tightly that her knuckles turned white.
People can become arrogant and reckless when pampered, but only if they feel secure enough with the other person.
No matter how much they act up or create a fuss, the other person will never leave.
Clearly, in Lin Yan's eyes, Lu Chenyuan was not that person; he was inscrutable, never giving a definite answer.
On the way back, the two of them were silent until Lu Chenyuan's phone rang.
Lin Yan clearly heard that it was a woman's voice on the other end, and from the tone, she could tell the speaker was not very young.
