Shi Che didn't speak. He slightly reached out and hooked Ling Chuxia's chin, making her feel as if a force was lifting her chin, and then she met Shi Che's dark brown eyes, deep and somber, seemingly able to see through one's heart.
Ling Chuxia blinked, not daring to meet Shi Che's eyes for fear of revealing her guilt.
Shi Che, however, did not notice her expression but closely observed her complexion, which was very pale. Her skin, originally fair, had become as white as paper.
His brows furrowed even tighter, "You should have said something if you were feeling unwell."
Actually, he could have asked Xiao Zhao to go back and get the luggage instead. However, he had asked Ling Chuxia to do this because he wanted to see more of her, especially since he was going on a sudden business trip for nearly half a month. Unexpectedly, this woman was unwell and hadn't said a word.
