Chuxia's brows knitted involuntarily, unsure if Shi Che was going to go back on his word again. She immediately put some force into her hand and snatched the contract away.
The moment the contract was pulled away, Shi Che's hand instinctively reached out to grab it but caught only air.
Chuxia did not look at him; she was busy flipping through the contract. As she turned to the last page and saw Shi Che's signed name, the heart that had been hanging fell to the ground, accompanied by a faint stabbing pain. However, Chuxia pushed away all these pains, leaving not a trace behind.
She arranged the contract neatly, placed it in her bag, and then looked at Shi Che. He sat there, his handsome face shadowed and dim, his dark brown eyes seeming to be tinted with endless gloom, exuding a strong sense of sadness. Chuxia felt her heart tremble unconsciously.
But in the next second, she scoffed at herself in self-ridicule. At such a time, she was still moved by him? It was quite laughable.
