She regretted her impulsiveness.
She shouldn't have believed Song Anqi and Yan Kejun, they must have conspired to deceive her.
Lu Jihan had done so much for her, how could he possibly hide anything from her? And that nonsense about the Blood Curse Poison, how could she believe it?
To suspect Lu Jihan now was so shameful.
No, no, stop thinking about it…
Song Yinyin took a deep breath, nodded, "Mm, I know."
Lu Jihan, being meticulous, noticed the dried coffee stains on Song Yinyin's clothes, clearly not just spilled. Yet she hadn't changed, and her face was full of unease, as if she had something on her mind.
"Do you have something on your mind?" he asked directly.
"No." She shook her head.
"Really?"
"Mm."
She nodded, afraid that her encounter with Yan Kejun would be discovered, feeling a bit guilty and uneasy.
She forced a smile, though it looked a bit awkward.
