Wei Chengfeng's face darkened with anger, and after giving her a glare, he turned and entered the study.
Watching the study door slam with a resounding crash, the corners of Su Li's mouth curled up slightly.
Throwing a tantrum?
Who doesn't know how to do that?
Making people angry?
Who doesn't know how to do that?
Perhaps because she had irritated Wei Chengfeng, Su Li suddenly felt much lighter at heart; even her appetite had returned.
She hadn't eaten much rice, but she had devoured a whole plate of red wine chicken wings.
After eating her fill, Su Li let out a satisfied burp and then cleaned up and took everything into the kitchen.
Although it was getting late, feeling too full to sleep, Su Li's computer was still in the study; not wanting to be in the same room with him at that moment, she sliced some fruit and sat down in the living room to watch television.
As for TV dramas, Su Li had always considered them material for study.
