Jing Jihan has always been noble and indifferent, never a man of many words.
He rarely shows extreme highs or lows in emotion, and even his words are always filled with responsibility and grace. To her, he has never said anything hurtful or harsh; he has always been gentle and accommodating.
This was the first time he metaphorically stabbed Shi Su in the heart.
For a moment, Shi Su panicked.
She was indeed suddenly flustered, perhaps because the pain in her neck was too intense, or maybe because the man's gaze was so piercingly cold. She suddenly raised her hand, forcefully pulling his hand from behind her neck, shoving him forward and quickly stepping back.
The man instantly turned pale from the pain caused by her push and pull. Although he didn't cry out, his face turned as white as paper, which stopped her from taking further steps backward.
"Um... Are you, are you okay?"
