Ye Che's brain twitched, and he thought, he hadn't done anything, nor had he been mean to her, so why was she crying?
But now wasn't the time to think too much. Ye Che lifted his legs and walked over to Xia Weiyi, reaching out his hands in a panic, wanting to carry Xia Weiyi back.
However, Xia Weiyi wouldn't let him touch her at all. Ye Che was frantically at his wits' end, still trying to figure out a way to coax her, when he heard the young girl's voice, carrying a trace of grievance:
"Ye Che, you're such a jerk...! Do you think I slept with you just to please you and to speak for Xu Zhiye? Is that what you think of me? Do you still suspect something between me and Xu Zhiye?"
Ye Che was immediately stunned and quickly understood where the problem lay.
He wished he could bite off his own tongue. How could he have said such jerky things without filtering his words in a fit of jealousy? No wonder Xia Weiyi was angry.
