Zhao Xue'er dared not explain anything about the bracelet in front of Yan Xi.
If she revealed that the bracelet was a sketch she had stolen from Yu Siting, she would never be able to lift her head in front of Yan Xi for the rest of her life.
Zhao Xue'er took a deep breath, enduring the severe pain and bending to check her knee, careful not to rise quickly or look in the direction of Yu Siting.
She worried that once her eyes met Yu Siting's disdaining gaze, she wouldn't know how to handle the next step.
Gu Senye was the first to walk to his car and open the door.
Yan Ruyu intentionally slowed down her steps and waited for Yan Xi for a moment.
As Yan Xi walked past Yu Siting, he reached out and grabbed her arm.
"Get in my car."
Yan Xi calmly and naturally removed his hand from her arm.
"No, thanks."
"President Yu should give Miss Zhao a ride."
The warmth leaving his palm, a thin layer of sorrow surfaced in Yu Siting's deep black eyes.