By the end of the conversation, Chen Juan was almost hysterical.
Her entire being seemed to be in an uproar.
Wu Xia was completely bewildered.
He didn't know why Chen Juan harbored such great resentment towards him.
But he wasn't angry, after all, she was the fellow villager sister he had watched grow up.
"Juan, what's wrong with you?" Wu Xia, patiently and softly, said, "If there's something you want to say, let's talk properly. Have you encountered some trouble?"
"Haha!" Chen Juan scoffed coldly. "Wu Xia, you're really good at pretending, aren't you? Coming to eat breakfast under my apartment just to mock me? What are you pretending for here?"
Wu Xia's brow furrowed slightly, already sensing there was a problem. He said solemnly, "Juan, it was a coincidence that I came here. What exactly has happened to you?"
"You don't know what happened to me?" Chen Juan revealed a cold sneer: "You're the all-powerful, cold-blooded Mr. Wu, aren't you!"
