Mistrust, once it appears, is there to stay; no matter how desperately she tries to cover it, it can't be hidden.
Shen Chizheng stood still, watching as she was about to brush past him and leave.
He hesitated, and as she was about to walk away, instinctively grabbed her arm, "Yanyan, things aren't how you think."
Su Yan's brows and eyes subtly moved.
This was the company entrance, with many people coming and going, and Cheng Mu was also present. She felt it was inappropriate and wanted to shake off his hand.
Before she could act, Shen Chizheng pulled her closer.
He confined her in his arms, wrapping his arms around her waist, leaving no room for her to break free, "Get in the car first, I'll explain later."
Though his tone was gentle, it carried a sense of urgency.
It seemed he was truly anxious.
Cheng Mu looked at them, eyes full of shock.
Su Yan had never mentioned any romantic matters to her; she had always thought she didn't have a boyfriend.
