Chapter 283

Yan Xingwei was about to fly into a rage, but he paused at the sight of Xiao Ling, who looked like a frightened deer. He smacked his mouth impatiently and then punched at the place next to Xiao Ling’s ear on the wall, grunting, “Damn it.”

Xiao Ling could clearly sense the air brought by the coming fist, and he shed more tears in fear, covering his head and crying, “Don’t hit me. I’ll be good.” His tears would not stop.

Yan Xingwei frowned, because Xiao Ling had been begging him not to hit him.

‘Hit him? When did I hit him?’

Yan Xingwei searched his memory but he could not have a clue. He got more annoyed.

“You…” He wanted to say something, but he broke off. He punched at the wall in depression and cursed softly. He felt irritated, and he didn’t why. Was he upset by Xiao Ling’s tears or the absurb situation?

Maybe both of them. He was confused.

Xiao Ling turned pale when Yan Xingwei spoke impatiently.

His arms that held his head trembled, and he bit his lower lip to prevent making any sounds. He seemed to shiver in fear. His suppressed sobs annoyed Yan Xingwei, who was at his wit’s end.

“Why are you crying? Cut it out.” Yan Xingwei could not bear with it anymore, roaring impatiently in a much louder voice. Xiao Ling widened his eyes, tears coursing down his cheeks.

“I’ll count to three. I will calm down, and you stop crying.” Yan Xingwei forced himself to take a deep breath and then raised Xiao Ling’s teary face, frowning at him.

Xiao Ling was startled when Yan Xingwei touched his chin, and he wanted to dodge in panic. But it was too late. His tearful eyes met Yan Xingwei’s face.

Xiao Ling had thought that he would be frightened or think of the terrible past, but Yan Xingwei no longer had the anger and ferocity. At this moment, Yan Xingwei was just looking at him with an annoyed and helpless expression.

“Can’t you stop crying?” Noticing that Xiao Ling looked at him with blank eyes, devoid of fear, Yan Xingwei frowned again and asked inwardly, “Damn it. What’s wrong with him? The last minuate he was scared of me, as if I was a devil, but now he looks at me like an idiot.’

“Are you dumb?” Yan Xingwei suddenly said. He released Xiao Ling’s chin and took the headset off his ears impatiently.

“I’m dumb.” Xiao Ling sniffed and finally spoke in a soft voice that Yan Xingwei had heard last time. He sounded like a lamb.

‘This guy has an inviting look on his face, and his voice is incredibly soft, which is not the sissy voice that brings people goose bumps. His voice has a healing sweetness and lifts my mood.’

‘No… Damn it. Am I out of my mind? Why do I comment on a man’s voice?’

Yan Xingwei rubbed his eyebrows in frustration, unable to understand why he ran to catch Xiao Ling. ‘What’s wrong with me?’

‘What the heck am I doing?’