Shen Mu Lan felt that while dating had never infuriated him to death, Ji Yanzhi might just finish him off today. "How did I never realize you had such a strong moral compass? What, did your lovesick brain grow alongside an award for moral excellence? Are they conjoined twins?"
Ji Yanzhi tuned out his jabs and went straight to the point. "So was I wrong? When Ji Ting asked me back then, should I have just admitted it?"
"You..." Shen Mu Lan was so frustrated his chest felt ready to explode. He desperately wanted to pound it like a gorilla. "Fine, forget that. Let me ask you this first: why are you so sure he'd take responsibility for that kiss?"
"Because Ji Ting is someone with a strong sense of responsibility. Whether it's work or relationships, he always takes responsibility for his actions."
"Fine, he's responsible. Then let me ask you this: if I'd been the one who kissed him today..."
Before he could finish, Ji Yanzhi shot him a dagger-sharp glare.
Speechless, Shen Mu Lan tried another approach. "You've watched TV dramas, right? The kind where one of the leads trips, and their lips happen to meet as they fall together. Do you think Ji Ting would take responsibility for something like that?"
"Of course not. He's principled, not stupid." Yet after saying that, Ji Yanzhi frowned again. "But that situation isn't the same as what happened between us."
"How is it different? Both were accidents, and both happened when he couldn't control himself. Why are you so convinced he'd take responsibility for yours?"
Ji Yanzhi's pupils contracted almost imperceptibly, and even his fingertips curled inward. The next second, Shen Mu Lan spelled out the answer. "Because deep down, you're convinced he likes you too."
Those words struck Ji