"I already know what you're going to tell me..." He Jichen must've been on the phone as his sophisticated voice sounded especially complicated and distant. "...I was very clear at this morning's meeting."
So He Jichen's home... Ji Yi's footsteps instinctively ground to a halt.
The man on the balcony hadn't noticed she was coming closer. After a moment of silence, he spoke again. "You don't have to waste your breath on me. You can't change my mind."
With that, Ji Yi heard the sound of his footsteps and instinctively looked up at the balcony. Through the glass, she watched him walk over to the table on the balcony. He pulled a cigarette out, put it to his mouth, and flicked the lighter on as he spoke with a muffled voice, "I'm not confused nor am I messing around here. I know exactly what I'm doing."
