Fang Yunshu stopped talking and struggling, and Ye Xiaofei couldn't help but feel a bit triumphant, feeling like he had gained control over this woman.
However, facing Fang Yunshu's resentful gaze, he knew that he hadn't really gained control over her. He had only made her hate him even more.
Rubbing his nose, he said, "I was just joking with you. I just wanted to treat your foot. I had good intentions, but you always put on a sour face, so I wanted to scare you a bit."
Fang Yunshu's expression did ease up a bit, but it was clear that she still hadn't reached the point where she would show a pleasant expression toward Ye Xiaofei.
"You, woman, you're really stubborn. Your ankle is swollen like this. Do you want to turn yourself into a cripple?"
Ye Xiaofei couldn't help but complain when he saw Fang Yunshu's ankle swollen like bread.
"Humph!" This time, Fang Yunshu responded, but it was just a cold snort.
