Lu Fengxuan kept talking nonstop, with undisguised dissatisfaction in her tone, her little face slightly tense.
After talking for a long time and seeing no reaction from him at all, she couldn't help but feel even more annoyed and glared up at him.
She suddenly encountered the man's deep and fiery gaze; his look at her was complex and hard to decipher but also like a deep pool of water, calm on the surface with turbulence hidden beneath.
She feigned ferocity, "What, don't think you can just get away with this, I..."
"Are you angry?" Yu Chiyin suddenly spoke, interrupting her words.
Lu Fengxuan: "..."
She gave him a disdainful look and said irritably, "Duh, of course I'm angry. Isn't it obvious enough?"
"Do you mind?"
Yu Chiyin's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, his voice deepening, "Why do you mind?"
He kept asking, as if repeatedly confirming something, his gaze unblinkingly fixed on her.
Lu Fengxuan began to understand, and the fierceness on her face softened a bit.
