Fu Yisi, who had been watching Ji Sang all along, didn't miss the brief flash of clarity in her eyes, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly.
"Do you know who it is?"
Ji Sang touched her nose, glancing somewhat guiltily at Fu Yisi, and fumblingly recounted the incident that had happened at noon a few days ago.
"Actually... I'm not entirely sure either..."
Ji Sang's voice subsided completely when she saw Fu Yisi's increasingly darkening expression.
Remembering the twenty minutes Ji Sang had been late that day and her peculiar complexion, Fu Yisi's handsome face was full of chill, his fingers gently curved and tapping on the table, the sound penetrating Ji Sang's heart.
His voice was cool and contained a faint rage as he questioned,
"So, you knew someone was stalking you, and you still wouldn't tell me?"
Fu Yisi's face was expressionless, simply lowering his eyes indifferently. Ji Sang could hardly bear it.
