"Out of words, are you?" Guo Yuyun said with a cold laugh.
"Who says I'm out of words? I'm just giving you a sense of satisfaction," Ye Chen retorted.
"To even ask such questions, if I hadn't thought about it carefully, I wouldn't have known what you meant."
"I was just curious," Ye Chen explained. "I wanted to see if there was something wrong with you all."
"Saying that you're especially concerned about me, that you care about my affairs, I wouldn't laugh at you. Rest assured, I guarantee there's nothing between me and Song Xizhi."
Ye Chen quickly said, "You don't need to promise me anything; there's no need for that."
"Won't you be terribly upset?"
"You're really overthinking it."
Boom, boom, boom. Something had happened, like thunder rolling across the sky, suggesting rain was coming. Ye Chen looked up, ceasing his conversation with Guo Yuyun. No, this wasn't the sound of thunder. Thunder usually comes with dazzling lightning, like drums booming.