"I am sorry that you have to see that," Shao Yan started to say. Her eyes drooped down; she gloomily stared at both of her hands that were intertwined on her lap.
The two of them were sitting inside the sleek Audi SUV, with Li Xiqing steering behind the wheel and started to drive home.
The traffic around them was busy as it was the weekend. With slow jazz music serenading their journey, Shao Yan gradually relaxed herself and her mind started to think back at what had just happened.
Li Xiqing glanced at her. His right hand reached out to her and brushed her head lovingly.
And then with his broad palm, he cupped her cheek and his thumb caressed her soft skin.
"Why are you apologizing, silly?" He looked back to the front and continued, "Those idiots fighting with each other is not your fault."
When the traffic lights changed to red and the vehicle stopped, he reached out to grab hold of her hand, and linked them.