You Are Not Being Fair

"Happy?"

Hearing the cold voice, Su Qianci froze and looked at him.

Li Sicheng was wearing a casual outfit that was loose. However, he still looked incredibly cold with his hands in pockets. Turning his head sideways, his eyes were glittering under the warm light.

Su Qianci's heartbeat paused as she was mesmerized by the guy. His eyes were like magnets, drawing her in. She couldn't run away.

Their eyes locked, Su Qianci clearly noticed that Li Sicheng's eyes had become darker. As she looked away and tried to calm herself down, a rough hand grabbed her arm.

"Mr. Li, do you… need something?" She sounded nervous as hell.

Li Sicheng heard "Mr. Li," slightly frowned, and tightened his grip around her arm, asking, "Shall we talk?" Although it was a question, he was not even waiting for her to answer. Su Qianci had to sit with him.