Jiang Zheyu's lips trembled, her cheeks flushing red with anger.
'Is this guy a pervert?'
'No, wait. He *is* a pervert.'
RIIIP.
Jiang Zheyu's clothes were torn.
"I was wrong! I was wrong!" 'This is so weird,' Jiang Zheyu thought. Since she'd been found out anyway, it was best to be pragmatic. She quickly admitted her mistake. "I won't run away next time."
'Apologize first, make promises later.'
'When the time comes to run again, I'll run. No hesitation.'
Hearing her words, Si Yu's fingers stilled on her body. His gaze bore down on her, his dark green eyes filled with cold scrutiny. "And how were you wrong?"
"I shouldn't have run," Jiang Zheyu said, looking up at him. She blinked her tea-colored eyes, trying to look sincere, innocent, and pitiful.
"And what else?" Si Yu braced his hands on the table beside her, trapping her within his arms.
Jiang Zheyu paused. 'There's more?'
