Chu Zhiyi didn't even know what she was suffocating from, but she turned her head to the dressing room to change into her riding gear and went horseback riding without paying any attention to Yan Jingting.
Watching her huffing back, Yan Jingting was stunned for quite a while.
"President Yan?"
Someone called out to him from nearby.
Yan Jingting snapped back to reality and raised his eyes to offer a faint smile, "Please."
"Please."
His thoughts whirled around, and he finally tasted the meaning within Chu Zhiyi's last words.
It was like pulling out a single thread from a myriad of worries, seizing the main point.
Yan Jingting let out a low laugh, "Silly."
Who did she learn that from, doesn't she have any sense?