"You are! You are!"
Ling Xiaoxuan was acting unreasonable as she hopped with rage, pointing the finger at Ling Zeheng.
"I want to be with Lei Ning now, not with you, you icy person!"
Ling Zeheng's gentle and warm demeanor slightly changed, a sharp light flickering in his deep eyes.
He spoke in a deep voice, "Xiaoxuan, behave. It's not safe recently, stay at home."
"No!"
Ling Xiaoxuan was full of grievances, feeling nauseous just at the sight of him.
Every extra glance at the man in front of her broke her heart.
Ling Xiaoxuan turned around and walked away, a determined look on her face.
The servants saw this, but they didn't dare to stop her.
Ling Zeheng stood up and chased after her, pulling on Ling Xiaoxuan's arm to stop her from leaving the house.
But Ling Xiaoxuan was not someone to be trifled with.
For all these years, her fighting skills were not bad at all.
