The normally gentle Liang Jiayi, for some unknown reason, was so angry she couldn't speak.
Her face turned sour, her delicate features pulled taut, and she even clenched her teeth slightly.
Yang Fei didn't notice the change in Liang Jiayi's expression.
He found his lighter and started to light a cigarette.
"Hmph, smoke, smoke, smoke, all you ever do is smoke. I hope it kills you."
"Don't you know how to show some respect for a girl?"
Liang Jiayi, having no outlet for her frustration, walked over, snatched the cigarette from Yang Fei's mouth, and threw it into the trash bin.
At that moment, Yang Fei was instantly dumbfounded, utterly taken aback.
What's gotten into this girl, how did she suddenly become so fierce?
Seemingly aware of Yang Fei's astonished gaze, Liang Jiayi's cheeks flushed red.
But she snorted, gave Yang Fei a disdainful look, and, pulling Sister Xue behind her, walked out the door.
