Two hours passed.
The battle was settled.
Ye Huan lay sprawled in the bedding, teasingly said, "Zhang, now I truly believe it, you must have missed me to death."
"Of course, why would I lie to you?"
"I know you truly did, but using that as an excuse to 'trick' you into coming back was wrong, I admit."
"But it was when Minister Su came to my office in the morning, crying and pleading. She said that thinking about losing contact with you, not seeing you again, unable to talk to you or be your friend, made her feel suffocated, her heart constantly aching."
"I couldn't bear to see her like that, so I called you."
"And also..."
Zhang Huimin curled up in Ye Huan's arms, her eyes turning ambiguous as she recalled seeing him kissing Su Qingqing on the sofa when she went back to the office to fetch some documents, "You and Minister Su, are you back together and 'taken it a step further'..."
"Don't overthink it, there's nothing between me and her."
