"Have you come up with an excuse?"

Sheng Jiaoyang trembled as soon as she saw that signature smile, which represented someone being out of luck, on Shen Zhining's face.

"W-what excuse? I was just thinking about how to tell you this in a succinct manner." Her head was spinning like crazy as she tried to think of…an excuse.

"You have three seconds. Three! Two!"

Shen Zhining’s lips curled upwards slightly as he sneered, "One! Go ahead."

But, at this time, Sheng Jiaoyang's cell phone suddenly rang.

"My phone’s ringing." She stared at Shen Zhining anxiously, waiting for him to let go.

Shen Zhining remained unmoved and looked at her with an ‘If you don't talk now, then don’t blame me for being rude’ expression.

Sheng Jiaoyang was so angry that she gnashed her teeth, but she didn’t dare to let it show on the surface. In order to show her sincerity, she didn’t even blink as she said, "Do you still remember that I had a nightmare the night before we left?"

It was true, so Shen Zhining acquiesced.

"I saw Jiaoyang in my dream."

Shen Zhining squinted slightly. "Isn't Jiaoyang your idol? Then, how could you have a nightmare when you dream about her?"

Sheng Jiaoyang closed her eyes to mull over her...