The man's gaze suddenly darkened, and he released her hand, silently beginning to eat breakfast.
Wei Anning watched his back, utterly bewildered. What happened? Just now, he was teasing her with a smile, so why did his expression change all of a sudden? She stood there dumbly, feeling somewhat embarrassed.
Now she didn't know whether to sit back down or to leave. In the end, she chose to smoothly make her exit.
Just after taking a few steps, she heard the man's cold voice behind her, "Where are you going?"
Wei Anning stopped, unable to endure his mercurial moods. "My feet are my own. I'll go wherever I want. It's none of your business!"
Leng Youchen turned his head to look at her defiant back. "Come and eat breakfast."
"I don't want to, I have no appetite," Wei Anning protested pretentiously, but her traitorous stomach made loud gurgling noises, betraying her once again, and her face flushed to the tips of her ears.
