What kind of tyrannical logic is this? When he's in a good mood, she's expected to go along with it, but what does he take her for? To come and go at his beck and call—does she seem that cheap to him?
"Sorry, I'm in a bad mood and can't eat. You go ahead and eat!" Wei Anning grabbed her backpack and stood up to leave.
The man's face turned instantly dark as the bottom of a pot; his cold eyes shot towards her, and in a deep voice, he commanded, "Sit down!"
Wei Anning shuddered, clearly hearing the anger in the man's voice. If she continued to defy him, it wouldn't be good for her. But she just didn't want to submit; if she gave in this time, next time he would think she was easy to bully and would just discard her as he pleased.
