"Madam, today is Chinese New Year's Eve." Leng Youchen raised his head to look at her, his handsome features becoming even more chiseled and resolute under the light, a strong desire in his eyes that one couldn't ignore.
"If you're angry, can you stay with me through the New Year's countdown before you continue being angry?"
Standing behind them, Aunt Liu's mouth twitched slightly. Who knew the Third Young Master would coax someone like this? His emotional intelligence was worrisome.
Why would Wei Anning fall for that? Even now as he's playing pitiful, who doesn't know he's just a big bad wolf in disguise? If she really agreed to accompany him through the New Year's countdown and then get angry again, he might take an inch and seek a mile, thinking she wasn't really angry anymore.
She tilted her head up, tauntingly saying, "Move aside!"
