"You really have nothing to say to me?"
Sitting in the passenger seat, Lin Fan looked at Ning Mengyao with confusion.
All along the way, she had a stern face.
"What should I say to you?"
Ning Mengyao turned her face, looking at Lin Fan.
"Tell me why you're not happy?"
Lin Fan still hoped that Ning Mengyao would just come out with it.
"I'm very happy, why do you think I'm not happy?"
Ning Mengyao revealed a trace of a smile.
"You clearly have something on your mind, why won't you talk to me about it? You weren't like this on the warship."
Lin Fan was at a loss.
It was obvious she was unhappy, yet she just wouldn't admit it.
"What was I like on the warship? Are you saying that I have to take off my clothes and sleep with you to prove I'm happy?"
Ning Mengyao instantly wore a stern face.
"You know that's not what I meant."
Lin Fan quickly denied it.
