"Really, there's nothing," I tried desperately to control myself, but my face still flushed red. "You must stop guessing, and playing this trick of coercion, I won't talk to you anymore." Saying this, I leaped up to leave, or rather, to escape.
Mr. Lin sighed behind me. "If there wasn't a problem, why would Feng rush to catch a plane back to China in the middle of the night? He said there was a business issue, but I don't believe it."
I stopped in my tracks, feeling a pang in my heart. Then, there was a somewhat inexplicable sense of relief.
I had always wondered how he would react, but I hadn't expected him to use the best strategy, the thirty-sixth stratagem of fleeing, he escaped, such a strong man yet he chose the weakest way to handle this. He left without a word.