Tang Nuanning stamped her foot. Was he talking to her?
She turned back to glance at Bo Yanchen. Bo Yanchen was still looking straight ahead, his posture unchanged, not looking at her.
Was she imagining things?
Just as she was about to continue walking, she heard him say again,
"My patience is very limited. If you're trying to play hard to get with me, save the effort. You might as well be frank. What exactly are you trying to get from me by trying to get close to me in every way possible?"
This time, Tang Nuanning was sure it wasn't an illusion.
She looked around and saw that they were the only two in the corridor. These words were meant for her.
Tang Nuanning could hardly stand it anymore. She turned around and walked briskly towards Bo Yanchen, stopping a meter away from him.
Looking up at him, she said:
