"Afraid? Afraid of what?"
Le Tong, having been ravaged by Ji Rui's reckless force, already wasn't thinking as clearly as usual. The dizziness, combined with those fuzzy yet perpetually unclear images, left her with no mental capacity to ponder Ji Rui's question.
Ji Rui clearly saw a hint of painful emotion in her eyes, yet she seemed completely unaware. It seemed that subconsciously, she held some resistance or rejection towards certain matters.
And the person causing her subconscious resistance to something was likely, indeed, himself.
Previously, no matter how he tried to hint or how he blamed and scolded her, she always firmly responded that she had no recollection whatsoever of that drunken night.
During the days when he couldn't stand her at all, he thought she was just pretending, playing a game of hard to get.
