Zhou Ci hadn't expected things to turn out like this. His face, a mottled mix of dark and purple hues, he finally managed to say, "Sorry!" and then he tried to leave.
But he was stopped by Shen Zhaozhao who said, "Wait a minute, we're not done talking, are we?"
"What else do you want to do?" Zhou Ci glared at her.
Shen Zhaozhao said, "I told you Wei'an cares a lot about Ye Zhen, but you didn't believe me. Now, Wei'an is right here; you can just ask her yourself."
Zhou Ci really wanted to say she was equivocating—she had clearly said earlier that the sisters had a good relationship.
"Zhou Ci, what's going on?" Ye Wei'an looked at Zhou Ci.
"Nothing!" Zhou Ci subconsciously wanted to avoid the topic.
Shen Zhaozhao, with wide-open eyes and a "how can he be like this" expression, said, "Just now, you kept insisting that Ye Wei'an really dislikes Ye Zhen, that their show of sisterly affection is all fake. Now that you are confronted face to face, you say nothing."
