Ling Chuxia was anxiously waiting for Shi Che's response, but she hadn't expected him to say something like this. Startled, her shoulders were gently turned around by someone, and she inadvertently came face to face with Shi Che.
His handsome face did not show the shock she had anticipated, nor did his dark eyes carry the disappointment or disdain she had feared. In fact, his expression was very calm, his eyes as dark and undisturbed as a deep pool, as if the words she had just spoken were merely a discussion about how nice today's weather was.
Ling Chuxia looked at him with a blank stare, her mind struggling to catch up.
Shi Che glanced at Ling Chuxia and said nothing, merely curling the corners of his lips. Then he took her hand in his large palm, their hands clasping together gradually, and he led her forward with a step.
Ling Chuxia let Shi Che lead her, completely clueless about what he was planning. Was he accepting or not?
