"Hmm."
He had threatened her before, after all.
Li Huan took a sharp breath. "Lin Zhiyi, ever since you left, he really has changed a lot. You could try trusting him."
Lin Zhiyi kept her head down, letting the wind mess up her hair.
"Li Huan, let me ask you: was he ever involved with Sang Ran? You know what I mean."
"No, absolutely not," Li Huan assured her.
"Then why did he go to an island for a month-long honeymoon?" Lin Zhiyi raised her eyes and stared at Li Huan.
Li Huan's face turned a shade paler in the wind.
Realizing something, he quickly raised his hand to rub his cheeks. "This wind is so cold. Doesn't feel like autumn at all."
"Li Huan." Lin Zhiyi kept staring at him, as if she wouldn't rest until she got an answer.
"Because... because Sang Ran's illness required a warmer place for recovery. Didn't she come back looking much better? It was purely for treatment."
Li Huan rubbed his face as he explained, but his gaze wandered uneasily.
Lin Zhiyi nodded. "Alright."