Ji Mingche had been enduring it all, until he sent Jian Si home, only then did all his unease burst forth. He gripped her shoulders tightly, anxiously asking, "Sisi, what on earth is wrong with you?"
"I'm fine!"
Jian Si still shook her head, her expression indifferent.
The more she acted this way, the more scared Ji Mingche became.
He had planned all of this, aiming to break up Jian Si and Lu Youting, but not to make Jian Si like this.
What he wanted was not her like this.
"You still say you're fine, but look at yourself! You're lifeless, as if the sky is falling. Where has the lively, cheerful, and gentle Jian Si gone? Do you know that I'm heartbroken to see you like this?"
Jian Si's eyes lacked any fluctuation, blankly staring at the ground, lost in thought.
Ji Mingche wouldn't let her escape; he cupped her face with both hands, forcing her to look at him.
"Jian Si, look into my eyes."
Jian Si obediently looked into his eyes.