"What's with that look in your eyes?"
Wu Qian had thought that Ye Fei would agree to help without any hesitation, but unexpectedly, she saw him looking at her with a strange expression.
For a moment, Wu Qian felt anxious and couldn't help but blurt out a complaint.
Ye Fei continued to furrow his brows, responding with annoyance, "Is this the tone you use when you're asking for help?"
Finally, Wu Qian understood why Ye Fei had such an expression.
Her delicate eyebrows knitted together, her small mouth pouted, and her eyes filled with anger.
Hmph, I'm taking the initiative to ask for your help, and you actually have the audacity to be unwilling.
All the advantages you've taken from me before, do you think you can just deny that now?
Seething with indignation, Wu Qian huffed a few times, but ultimately, she lowered her stance.
"I have a troublesome matter, could you please help me?"
