Ye Shengge tightened her grip on the man's shoulders.
She still didn't say anything, but she bit her lips and listened.
"You said it wasn't anyone's fault, but because we weren't fated to be together." He pressed his index finger against her lips. "I didn't used to believe such words. I thought it was just an excuse for someone useless, but now, I have to admit that I'm not as omnipotent as I thought."
The man's calm tone sounded lonely. Ye Shengge suddenly realized something, and her heart pounded.
"I was too impulsive tonight." His voice became hoarse. "Or rather, it was a mistake to promise Ling Yutong to accompany her to the set."
Ye Shengge grabbed his hand and said, "Ji Shiting…"
"I just can't take it lying down." The man flipped his wrist and grabbed her hand. "But since it turns out that the closer I get, the more painful it will be for you, I should be more tactful, right?"
