Feeling somewhat unwell, she turned around and bolted out the door...
Chi Zaozao held her head high and puffed out her chest, following behind him, "Ye Que, don't go! Why are you leaving? Am I not pretty enough? Hey, hey..."
Watching him leave without turning his head and slamming the door shut, Chi Zaozao seethed with irritation.
Was she not mature enough? She was!
In the bar, she had seen those men with those women acting in that way, so why, when Ye Que saw her, did he leave so indifferently without as much as a change in his expression?
Did this man truly have no interest in her at all?
Chi Zaozao refused to believe she couldn't win over this aloof guy.
After taking a quick shower, she changed into pajamas and then went back to her room to continue her homework.
As she worked, she felt more and more distracted and finally dropped her pen, slipping out of her room in her pajamas.
It was now eleven at night; presumably, her parents were asleep, and so should Ye Que, right?
