After what happened last night, An'an felt somewhat awkward looking at Su Yan. Her response was much more restrained than usual: "Yu Shen asked me to go out for breakfast..."
Su Yan's brow suddenly furrowed. An'an glanced at him carefully, walked past him, changed her shoes by the door, and said somewhat stiffly, "…I'm going out."
Su Yan said nothing. He listened to the sound of the door closing, returned to the dining room, and looked at the still-steaming breakfast on the table. His fists clenched tightly and came down heavily on the marble table. The milk in the glass cup even bounced up and splashed onto the table.
He wanted to imprison her in his world, just the two of them, no matter their identities, so they could be together forever.
