"I have something else to say," answered He Jichen gracefully.
A hint of anticipation escaped from Qian Ge's eyes as her heart fluttered in joy.
But the anticipation and joy lasted no longer than half a second when He Jichen headed over to the trash can and gracefully flicked the ashes. Then, four blunt and swift words came from his mouth, "Stay away from her."
Qian Ge's pretty face quickly drained of blood. She looked as though she wanted to laugh and cry at the same time. She sounded a little unsteady as she said, "He Jichen, you did that on purpose, didn't you? You clearly knew I don't like hearing you talk about her, yet every word of yours never strays far from her! You deliberately came to hold me back, am I right?"
