Although Lu Jihan repeatedly emphasized that he wasn't angry, Song Yinyin still felt somewhat upset.
Just as she was dejectedly hanging her head, a large hand tightly grasped her small hand, intertwining fingers with hers.
Immediately, the warmth from the palm spread to her hand's center, and Song Yinyin lifted her head to look at the man beside her.
Lu Jihan raised his other hand, gently touching her cheek, and said, "Silly, isn't it just a broken computer? It's not a big deal. Don't blame yourself; don't let a stranger cause a rift between us."
Actually, there were some mysteries with that laptop.
He deliberately placed something in the computer with the purpose of using it as bait to catch a fish that took the hook.
He just didn't expect that Song Yinyin would suddenly come to his office at this critical moment and knock over that cup of coffee.
Indeed, things became somewhat tricky...
But, it wasn't enough for him to be angry with Song Yinyin over this matter.
