Chi Yuanfeng watched the tearful An Xiaxia, utterly baffled. For some unknown reason, he felt as if a needle was poking into his heart and there was a prickling pain in his chest.
"I'm doing it for your own good!" he said angrily.
"It's none of your business!" Fuming, An Xiaxia puffed up her cheeks. "He's my idol. Why can't I like him?"
Chi Yuanfeng's face turned livid. Stuffing her phone into a pocket inside his clothes, he wouldn't give it back no matter what.
"Hey, how can you do that!"
"I'll give it back after the photoshoot!" Chi Yuanfeng pouted and went to the photoshoot himself.
He Jiayu rubbed An Xiaxia's head and comforted her. "Don't worry. Xiao Feng is just acting like a child. I'll tell him to give it back to you after the work is done, all right?"
An Xiaxia nodded reluctantly.
