"Xiaozhen," Xiang Qingyun called out Xin Xiaozhen's name tenderly and affectionately. "Calm down and listen to my explanation. Trust me, and I'll naturally let go."
Trust you, and you'll let go; don't trust you, and you won't let go? Is that what you mean? Xin Xiaozhen found it utterly ridiculous, stomping harshly on his foot. "Xiang Qingyun, let me go!"
Xiang Qingyun winced in pain but still didn't release Xin Xiaozhen. Anxiously, he stammered, "Xiaozhen, no matter if you curse me or hit me, I won't let go of your hand. In this life, I only love you and only want to be with you."
Just then, the elevator chimed with a "ding," and its doors opened again. Lun Sui stepped out of the elevator, just in time to witness this scene, his brows slightly furrowed.
Xin Xiaozhen also saw Lun Sui. Their eyes met, and she cast him an imploring look: "..."
Lun Sui exited the elevator, pausing for a second before coming to a halt in front of Xin Xiaozhen and Xiang Qingyun.
