He Ziting remained calm and elegantly adjusted his suit, leisurely holding Ye Huanyan's hand as they exited the hall.
Faced with Lie Xunjue's uncontrolled fury, he stayed calm and gentlemanly.
Inside the limousine.
Ye Huanyan sat quietly next to the car window, holding a wine glass, gently swirling it.
Outside the window, the streetlights flashed by.
Clearly reflecting the streaks of dried tears at the corner of her eyes.
Uncharacteristically, He Ziting didn't sit silently at the back of the car as he usually did; he moved to sit beside Ye Huanyan.
Sitting down in front of her.
Reaching out to pour himself a glass of wine too.
"It was my decision to return those things to him. If you have any objections, you can tell me!"
He Ziting's voice was extremely low and deep.
Ye Huanyan turned her head and looked at him deeply, "I don't blame you! What you did was right. It is my own indecision that causes this chaos!"
