Facing such a cold Long Chen, Xuanyuan Yu'er felt at a loss for a moment.
"What are you standing there for? Don't want to leave?"
Long Chen raised an eyebrow.
"I'm repaying you."
Xuanyuan Yu'er took out her phone, lightly bit her red lips, seeming a bit timid but also somewhat adorable.
Seeing her like that, Long Chen couldn't help but burst into laughter, "Haha, my serious face really is a bit scary, isn't it?"
"You, you, you..."
Xuanyuan Yu'er suddenly realized that he had been intentionally scaring her.
In that instant, Xuanyuan Yu'er's mood fluctuated wildly—she was angry, furious, embarrassed, and annoyed.
"What's the matter? You didn't really think I would lose my temper with you, did you? I'm a gentle man; I don't lose my temper with beauties. When I really lose my temper, you wouldn't be able to see it anymore."
Long Chen said with a smile.
"Why wouldn't I see it?"
"Because you'd have already left this world; how could you see?" Long Chen spoke calmly.
