Qiao Zhiyi was taken aback.
Han Ling stepped forward, gripping her shoulders urgently, "Zhiyi, have you fallen in love with him?"
"No!" Qiao Zhiyi quickly denied.
"Then why do you listen to him?" Han Ling didn't understand. "You don't need to be so afraid of him. You still have us, and we won't let you be bullied."
Qiao Zhiyi took a deep breath and glanced at the hands on her shoulders. She gently removed them, "You don't know his personality and temper. I don't have the capital to resist him now."
"So will you keep entangling with him like this?" Han Ling was somewhat resentful. "You were not like this before. You never accepted your fate. Why force yourself to be with someone you don't love?"
Each of Han Ling's questions struck her heart like a hammer.
She wanted to get away from Shi Jingzhou more than anyone. She too didn't want to accept her fate and had never accepted it, but now time, location, and people weren't on her side.
