Tang Huahua watched as Ji Yi glared at her phone without any sign of getting out of the car. She was confused for a moment then turned her gaze to the messages on the screen.
Tang Huahua instinctively bit the corner of her lips as she stared at the bright phone screen. She contemplated something for a long time then slowly lifted her gaze.
Ji Yi's gaze was transfixed on the phone; she hadn't moved an inch since the car door opened. Not a shred of annoyance or anger showed in her eyes.
But Tang Huahua still felt uneasy. Her fingers tightly pinched her clothes in anxiety. "Xiao Yi."
Ji Yi didn't utter a word.
Tang Huahua grew even more nervous. Even though she wasn't sure if Ji Yi was angry, she apologized earnestly, "Sorry, don't be mad..."
Ji Yi still didn't say a thing.
