Yang Sitong chased after Lu Yanchen and headed out while asking in a choking tone, "Yanchen, can we talk?"
Lu Yanchen was his usual cold self. "I've already said all I had to say to you."
"No…!" Yang Sitong shook her head as her eyes started to redden once more, getting misty as though she was about to cry out.
Lu Yanchen's eyes streaked with a flash of impatience. Not wanting to waste time with her, he turned around and wanted to enter his car.
Who knew that Yang Sitong actually ran up and hugged him from the back with such strength as though she was afraid he would push her away. "Yanchen, could you just give me a single chance? I really, really love you…!"
Lu Yanchen had not expected that she would actually do something like this. Instinctively, he peeled her hands off him and pushed her away from him.