He Jichen furrowed his brows slightly and turned to look at Ji Yi.
She was holding her chopsticks and staring out the window. She was so transfixed that she didn't even sense him standing by her side.
"Xiao Yi," cried He Jichen in a low voice.
Ji Yi didn't react at all like she was completely lost in her own thoughts.
"Ji Yi, He..." said Zhuang Yi intuitively.
Zhuang Yi didn't get to finish speaking when He Jichen shot her a glance as if to hush her.
Zhuang Yi's words immediately disappeared from her mouth.
He Jichen shot her another glance. Although he didn't say anything, Zhuang Yi knew he was asking her to walk away. Zhuang Yi immediately picked up her phone from the table then retreated to Chen Bai's side nearby.
He Jichen stared at Ji Yi; this picture was frozen still for some time. Then he reached out for her hand and gently removed the chopsticks from her fingertips.
