Cen Jin was taken aback and instinctively looked down at her tightly clasped hands, frightening her into quickly letting them go, placing her hands behind her back, and pressing her lips together: "Well, who told you not to speak clearly, always keeping secrets every time."
"Why not ask me?"
"How could I ask about something like this? Instead, why didn't you just say it clearly yourself? Then I wouldn't have misunderstood!" Cen Jin retorted, still glaring at him self-righteously.
"Tell me, who did you think I was talking about when I said I liked someone?"
Faced with his question, Cen Jin lost her momentum again. She blinked guiltily, having already embarrassed herself once in front of Lu Shishu at noon today; she absolutely couldn't embarrass herself a second time in front of Jiang Baizhou, absolutely not.
"Focus on driving; there are traffic police ahead." Cen Jin averted her gaze, forcefully shifting the topic.
