"May I come in…"
"It's not convenient." Sang Qian said softly, interrupting Ji Chengzhou's words.
Ji Chengzhou's deep gaze fixed on Sang Qian.
She wasn't sure if it was her illusion, but she always felt like his eyes held some sort of melancholy, a bit like a wronged little wife.
She averted her gaze, looking elsewhere, "I'm going to sleep."
Which implied that he could leave.
"Did you have something to do with what happened online?"
He knew she had arranged for Li Ziyue to be with Ji Yuanhang, and since the online incident was related to this, it was natural for him to think that way.
Sang Qian didn't plan to hide it from him, because she knew if he really wanted to look into it, she couldn't hide it.
"Yes."
"You shouldn't have been so impulsive."