Zhao Yan nodded silently.
He took his computer, sat down beside the sofa, and turned on his computer.
However, Zhao Yan never dared to speak to Lin Xiaozhou.
Zhao Yan realized that ever since he entered the room, Lin Xiaozhou, who had been away for a few days, had kept his head down and never looked at him. Zhao Yan's heart was cold, and all kinds of speculations surfaced in his mind.
Why is Ling Xiaozhou ignoring me? Is he still angry? Should I... take the initiative to apologize?
Zhao Yan had mixed feelings.
On the other side, Lin Xiaozhou, who was sitting cross-legged on the carpet, also had mixed feelings and was in a mess.
Lin Xiaozhou did not know how to deal with this awkward situation!
Why did Zhao not say a word to him from the moment he entered the house?
All kinds of speculations emerged in Lin Xiaozhou's mind.