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Chapter 90: Spoken To Each Other (2)
Translator: StarveCleric Editor: Milkbiscuit
Shi Yao didn’t know whether she was imagining it or not, but the more she tried to clarify things, the more the air in the car seemed to grow thinner and thinner.
It wasn’t like she’d said anything wrong, so why was the atmosphere becoming like that?
Shi Yao fell silent for two seconds as she sneaked a peek at Lin Jiage.
That young man’s usually nonchalant face had a thin layer of frost formed over it. His eyes, his brows, and even his slightly pursed lips were emanating an indescribably chilling aura.
How bizarre. He’s the one who said those words, so why is he getting displeased now?
Could it be that… did I speak too much to him?
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShi Yao’s eyes darted around as she mused over this thought, and she felt that it had the greatest possibility.
In the rules that he’d constructed for them, he was supposed to be a stranger to her. Naturally, it went without saying that he’d be unwilling to have unnecessary interactions with her. Why was she silly enough to speak so much just now?
Realizing her mistakes, Shi Yao swiftly shut her mouth and solemnly warned herself to stop speaking to Lin Jiage.
Silence returned to the car once more.
The car steadily made its way towards the Lin Family Residence, but the frost on Lin Jiage’s face showed no signs of melting.
In truth, when Shi Yao said “I still remember the words you said back then”, he was initially a little confused.
He wasn’t too sure which words she was referring to. However, what she said after that brought vague memories to his mind. Something of that sort seemed to have happened in the past.
How should he explain the situation back then? He was a little indignant and a little angry, but there was no outlet for him to vent his frustrations. As a result, he ended up dumping all of those negative emotions on her.
He’d blamed her. If not for her existence, he wouldn’t have found himself stuck with a fiancée all of a sudden.
There was no one who liked being forced into something. His grandfather’s forceful coercion only served to heighten his revulsion towards the engagement. Under those circumstances, the words he’d spoken were of course as hurtful as they could get!
There was nothing wrong with what she’d said—it was all true. But he just couldn’t figure out what he was feeling so frustrated over. Was it because she clearly remembered everything he’d said back then, or was it because he had allowed his negative emotions to overwhelm him, or was it because she’d used “never spoken to each other” to define their relationship?
The more Lin Jiage thought it, the more irritated he felt. And the more irritated he felt, the heavier the atmosphere in the car became. Eventually, even he couldn’t take it anymore, so he lowered the car window to let in a gust of spring air.
As the car was quickly approaching the Lin Family Residence, Shi Yao’s phone rang.
She picked it up. Due to Lin Jiage being just by her side, she spoke with a softer voice, “Hello? Senior Han? No, I haven’t reached school yet. I had something on at the last moment, so I might go home a little late…”
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As Shi Yao spoke, Lin Jiage’s eyebrows twitched slightly. He then took out his phone, which only had 5% battery left, and began drafting out a message.
…
Five minutes before the car arrived by the Lin Family Residence, all of the housekeepers had already evacuated from the premises.
…
Perhaps it was because Lin Jiage wasn’t in a good mood, but when the car stopped, his voice sounded a little cold when he spoke to the driver, “Don’t you have something to do after this? You should hurry along. I’ll grab a taxi later.”
The driver was stunned for two whole seconds before he quickly responded, “Right, I have to pick up someone important later. It’s an order from Madam, and it’s almost the rush hour. I won’t be able to make it in time if I don’t leave now…”