She had never expected Lu Hechen to be so petty.
She had an illusion that Lu Hechen was slow, and perhaps even didn't want her to see Qiao Jingchen.
Weilan pressed her lips together before she whispered, "I just want to see my brother soon. If you were mature, you wouldn't provoke me at this time. I don't like being provoked like this, nor do I like the way you get jealous. It's completely unnecessary. Besides, I don't take kindly to being provoked. If you provoke me, I think you're just pushing me away."
After speaking, Weilan stood there, silent.
In her view, there was absolutely no need for Lu Hechen to act like this. Qiao Jingchen was her brother; they were siblings, and there was no reason for such behavior.
Lu Hechen looked at her stubborn appearance, and after a long time, he sighed.
He really had no way to deal with this woman. If jealousy was something he could control, who would be jealous?
Weilan asked, "What floor is my brother on, and which department?"
