Ling Chuxia had never expected Shi Che to grab her. A flash of surprise swiftly crossed her dark eyes, but in just a moment, as if remembering something, the surprise in her eyes faded and was slowly replaced by panic.
Was Shi Che grabbing her... to keep her from running away? Did he plan to send her out of the country? To send her far away, never to let her come back?
Ling Chuxia’s hands involuntarily began to struggle; she didn’t want to be caught by Shi Che, didn’t want to be sent away.
Ling Chuxia’s struggling hurt Shi Che’s heart. He mustered the courage to hold onto Ling Chuxia’s hand, which somewhat loosened. If... if Ling Chuxia truly didn’t love him, then what was the point of his persistence?
But if he didn’t hold on, would Chuxia really just leave like that? What would he do then?
Shi Che’s hand, which had been slowly loosening, suddenly tightened again. Ling Chuxia’s struggles were not enough to shake Shi Che in the slightest. The panic in her eyes gradually spread, and her voice trembled, "Shi Che, let me go."
"No, I won’t let you go."
Shi Che’s grip tightened even more, and with a slight effort, he pulled Ling Chuxia right in front of him, facing each other.
And Ling Chuxia, stunned by Shi Che’s sudden declaration, froze.
I won’t let you go...?
What did that mean? Was he simply saying he wouldn’t let go of her now, wanting to hold onto her, prevent her from escaping, or... did it mean something else?
Ling Chuxia knew she shouldn’t let her mind wander into chaos, but she couldn’t control her heart, her brain, and it was because of his words that it throbbed fiercely.
Her dark eyes stared straight at Shi Che, just looking at him steadily, her lips quivering as she squeezed out a few words with difficulty, "What... what do you mean?"
Those clear black and white eyes were imprinted in Shi Che’s vision, and he could vaguely see the shimmering light in her eyes, and even feel the quivering she was desperately trying to hide in her tone.
Shi Che couldn’t help but swallow hard, his eyes slightly closed. He took a deep breath and slowly opened them again. His eyes were tinged with nervousness and anticipation, and his heart began to race bit by bit.
This feeling was truly like returning to that year when he stood at the doorway, too shy and reserved to confess directly to the girl he loved, only daring to speak through the door, his heart pounding as he spoke his feelings.
Now, he finally mustered the courage to confess face to face to Chuxia, yet he was still so nervous that the palm of his hand holding onto Ling Chuxia’s wrist was already slightly sweaty.
He swallowed again, his lips slowly parted, and he was about to speak word by word, "Chuxia, what I mean is, can you please...."
Just as the words "don’t go" were about to be spoken, his phone suddenly rang.
Shi Che’s brows fiercely knitted together, but still, he subconsciously picked up the phone and glanced at it—it was a call from the servant taking care of Mrs. Shi. Shi Che’s expression turned stern, and he pressed the answer button immediately, "Hello—"
"Young master, it’s not good, the Madam suddenly fainted, the doctor said it’s critical, they are going for emergency rescue, please come to the hospital quickly!!"
Shi Che’s expression turned completely grim.