Qiao Zhiyi's first reaction upon seeing Han Ling now was to think of escaping.
But there was nowhere to escape to.
All she could do was to put on a brave front and greet him, "How come you're here?"
Han Ling saw that her complexion wasn't as ruddy as the first time he had seen her, and in just a few days, she had become this frail.
"I'm here today to report in."
"Such a coincidence?" Qiao Zhiyi's surprise was real, and so was her congratulations, "Congratulations to you."
Han Ling's handsome and gentle face still showed signs of loss, "Why did you hide it from me? I thought we were friends, and that you would tell me what happened to you."
Panic rose in Qiao Zhiyi's heart.
His current appearance made her feel somewhat at a loss; he seemed more like he was there to question her.
"I... " Qiao Zhiyi didn't know how to answer him.
Now she hoped Ye Xi would come back quickly.
She didn't want to face Han Ling alone.