Xu Jike fell silent for a moment. "Okay, I won't bring it up. But if you feel unwell, you can always tell me."
Tan You replied, "I'm fine. I'll be okay after a night's rest."
The rest of the drive passed in idle chatter until they reached the hotel parking lot. Tan You, holding her drink, said, "Thanks for driving me back to the hotel."
She had only taken a couple of steps when she heard footsteps behind her. Xu Jike jogged over to catch up. "Chi Mo, can we talk? I won't take much of your time—just five minutes."
Tan You stopped in her tracks. "What do you want to talk about?"
Xu Jike hesitated. "We haven't known each other for long, but I find you truly exceptional. You're friendly to everyone else, yet you're especially cold to me. Why is that?"
He wasn't an idiot; in fact, Xu Jike was extremely intelligent. Of course he could sense her attitude toward him. But he truly didn't understand. 'What did I do to offend her?'
