"I won't allow it."
Feng Ziheng's tone suddenly turned stern.
"Oh..." Chu Liangxia's voice sounded somewhat disappointed.
After a slight pause, just as Feng Ziheng was about to comfort her with a few words, he heard her chuckle, "Are you jealous?"
Chu Liangxia had just intended to tease him.
Unforeseen—
"Mhm."
Feng Ziheng seriously responded.
In an instant, he elevated the issue to a serious level.
"Then I won't go," Chu Liangxia hastily compromised, her heart fluttering.
"Mhm." Feng Ziheng finally seemed satisfied.
After a while, Chu Liangxia tentatively asked, "You're not angry, are you?"
"I am angry," Feng Ziheng admitted blandly.
"..."
Chu Liangxia frustratedly ran her fingers through her hair, longing for the principled, attentive Feng family's eldest son of the past.
"I'll bring you something tasty when I come back next time?" Chu Liangxia contemplated before suggesting.
"Are you placating a child?" Feng Ziheng raised an eyebrow, leisurely asking.
