Tianjie tried to look through the gaps in the sliding door, but because Jianjun's back was toward him, he could not see his face.
"Did Song Jia play the zither?" Jianjun asked as he looked at the floor table.
"I did play it earlier," Song Jia answered.
Jianjun took a step forward toward her and he brought his hand to her cheek. Song Jia clutched the edges of her dress and urged him not to do so.
When he didn't hear her, she yanked his hand off her cheek and sternly said, "My Lord, Song Jia does not allow it." She wanted to say a lot of things to Jianjun but stopped herself because Tianjie was present in the adjacent room.
"You always have interested me, Song Jia. However, you cannot stop me for a long time from making you mine. You are the only woman who doesn't allow me to get close to you," Jianjun asserted, "and it bothers me."
