Yet Shao Ke did not approach. After giving him a long, searching look, he walked toward the elevator.
The footsteps tapped farther and farther away, as though treading on his heartbeat. Only then did Yan Ningke realize he had not changed his shoes.
He tentatively raised his eyes, only to meet that meaningful gaze again.
His breathing instantly grew panicked and quick.
The elevator doors opened, and Shao Ke suddenly spoke. "Coming?"
Yan Ningke was actually frightened, his gaze evasive. "Maybe not?"
Silence hung in the air for a few seconds. Shao Ke raised an eyebrow, a faint smile on his lips. "Scared?"
As though his innermost thoughts had been exposed, Yan Ningke bristled on the spot. "Says who!"
He was a grown man who could stand tall! What did he have to be scared of?
Shao Ke's tone was mild. "You're just scared."
Yan Ningke feigned composure. "Don't try to goad me! That doesn't work on me!"
Shao Ke did not answer him again. He turned and entered the elevator. "Oh."
That single word brimmed with blatant provocation and disdain.
Yan Ningke took a deep breath. What's the big deal? I'm magnanimous enough to embrace the whole world. So someone looked down on me-so what? I won't hold it against him.
Shao Ke calmly pressed the close button, lowering his eyes and no longer looking at him.
Yan Ningke nearly choked on his breath, his face turning red as he held it in. "..."
Fuck! Who could put up with this?
The flowers were flung onto the sofa.
I'm taking him down today! Whoever chickens out is a dog!
A hand thrust in to stop the elevator doors just before they closed.
Yan Ningke looked ferocious. "Watch me!"
Shao Ke remained composed, a confident smile flickering in his eyes.