The tension was only broken when the ringtone on the phone sounded.
Lu Youting cast a gloomy glance at the incoming call display, then flipped the phone over onto his thigh, sighed, and unbuckled his seatbelt. He leaned toward Jian Si, took hold of her shoulders, and looked at her earnestly, helplessly saying, "Sisi, I'm sorry, I admit I was too overbearing just now. But it's because I care about you too much that I don't want to see you being overly intimate with Ji Mingche."
Care?
It was the first time Jian Si heard these two words from his lips.
The anger in her chest immediately extinguished by half, and her tone softened unconsciously, "Ji Mingche and I grew up together. When I was bullied by Ye Qingqing and her mother, he was the one who protected and encouraged me again and again. He is very, very important to me. If the condition for remarrying you is to cut ties with him, then I can give you the answer now."