Chu Yihan's gaze grew increasingly ominous and frightening as he slowly raised his hand—
Su Ge's eyes instantly widened, and the next second she tightly closed them.
The expected slap did not strike.
Instead, a warm palm gently landed on her cheek, tenderly caressing her face.
Su Ge felt a chill in her heart from his touch.
Trembling, she opened her eyes.
Sure enough, the grimness hadn't faded from his face.
In fact, it became even darker and more fearsome the moment she opened her eyes.
His fingertips inched upwards, slowly reaching for her eyelids, and a voice devoid of warmth echoed above Su Ge's head, "Who are you mourning for?"
??
Su Ge was bewildered for a moment before she suddenly remembered that she had been silently shedding tears all day, and her eyes must be red and swollen.
So, did he misunderstand?
Because she saw Wen Lixuan last night, and today she was crying and not eating, did he think she was mourning for Wen Lixuan?
