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Fang Zinan glanced at her again, "Forget it, you can go now."

"What do you mean?" When he let her go, she was reluctant to go. She wanted to know his attitude, and she wanted to know what he meant.

Fang Zinan once again looked out of the window. This time, he didn't look at the masthead tree, but at the floating clouds in the sky. His expression was also as calm as floating clouds.

Shang Yiqing walked back to him with a thump. She pressed both hands on the desk in front of him as if she was trying her best to suppress her anger. Her anger and posture made her chest rise and fall.

Fang Zinan slowly withdrew his gaze and suddenly smiled: "You seem very angry?"

"That's right!" Of course I'm angry, what kind of attitude is that? " Shang Yiqing's face turned red. He always had a way to evoke her greatest anger in the shortest amount of time possible!

Fang Zinan tapped his fingers on the table, tapping his heart, "You have to understand that I am the one who should be angry. I am the most qualified person to be angry."

"You're right! You are the one who has the most right to be angry, yet you sit there so calmly. What do you mean by that? So what if I didn't return last night? Who told you to let me down? " Shang Yiqing slammed the table angrily. She wanted to cover the sound of him knocking against the table with the sound of her own tapping, as if that would suppress his momentum.

Fang Zinan shook his head: "What you said is not right. You didn't come back last night. You clearly ran away from home."

"So what if I am? If you displease this young miss again, this young miss will still run away! " Shang Yiqing slammed her hand down on the table a few more times as if she was demonstrating something.

"Be careful, this is a top-quality rosewood table. Don't break it for me."

What sort of time was this? How could he have the heart to talk about this? Shang Yiqing changed her palm into a fist and hit the table heavily a few times. She felt unsatisfied and kicked twice more before staring at Ye Zichen.

This time, he looked at her. His bright eyes stared at her. After a while, Shang Yiqing's eyes started to ache, but before he knew it, she wanted to force him to look away first.

He calmly looked at her for a long time before suddenly asking, "Have you eaten yet? Are you hungry? "

At this moment, Shang Yiqing had been staring for too long, so her eyes blinked for a moment. They were like two sparkling tears, but they did not flow out. She looked even more elegant and beautiful with the tears shining, making her slightly forward look even more attractive.

Did he just ask her if she had eaten? Hungry? Is this a joke? How could he still have the mood to talk about this at this time? Did he take the wrong medicine?

"Fang Zinan, why are you talking about this now?" Didn't you want to get angry with me? Then say what you want to say, don't keep on talking about those useless things! "

Fang Zinan stared at her and finally couldn't help looking away, "I'm very tired and very hungry, I want to eat. Do you want to eat with me?"

"Don't tell me you haven't eaten since yesterday?" She smiled, full of mockery.

He raised his eyebrows. "How did you know?"

"Oh!" Surprised, she laughed mockingly, "Don't tell me you didn't eat because of me? And don't tell me you've been waiting for me? "

Fang Zinan moved his face away and didn't say anything. His expression was still cold, as if he didn't care at all.

Shang Yiqing noticed something from her cold expression. 'Did he really wait for me for a day and a night?' She couldn't help but look into his eyes. His eyes were still bright like the stars in the sky, but the stars were bright and dark. His black pupils were bloodshot. It was obvious that he hadn't had a good night's rest.

Shang Yiqing suddenly had a strange feeling in her heart: Fang Zinan had a handsome and melancholy face, and a slender and thin body. She felt as if she had seen this person for the first time, familiar yet foreign at the same time, as if she didn't know him at all, but she didn't understand him at all and didn't know what he was thinking.

However, Fang Zinan slowly stood up. There was neither joy nor displeasure on his face. He turned around and walked outside.

Shang Yiqing was confused. She had been out for an entire day and night, and although he asked her a few questions, she didn't seem to ask anything. This was completely out of her expectations, which troubled her a lot, and her attitude was even more unexpected. What was he? No, she didn't ask, but she did. She continued to chase after him. "Wait a moment."

He turned around. "What else do you want?"

"Why don't you ask me where I went yesterday? Where do I stop at night? "Why didn't you scold me?" She couldn't hold it in any longer. She clenched her teeth and let out a series of roars.

He smiled again, less wistfully this time, like a stream against the blue sky, as if he had been waiting for this moment.

"What are you laughing at? You're still laughing? If you laugh again, I'll catch your eyeballs and kick them out like a ball! " Shang Yiqing could no longer hold it in. She rushed forward like an arrow, blocking his way.

He was still smiling, his black eyes shining more brightly in the sunlight, his demeanor more pure and graceful. He stopped and stood in front of her.

"Why didn't you answer my question?" Shang Yiqing's face was red with anger. This was the attitude she could not accept the most. It didn't matter if it was good or bad; at the very least, she had to give him a good word. He didn't say anything, as if he was trying to make her angry.

"You already know what you did wrong. Why should I still speak?" He answered leisurely.

"Did I say I was wrong?" Shang Yiqing insisted, she was not willing to show weakness in front of him.

"Oh …" "If you don't think you did something wrong, then why do you want me to scold you?"

Shang Yiqing raised her voice in dissatisfaction, "I knew you wouldn't be happy, and I knew you never had a good time. I knew you wouldn't stop being angry, that's why I said that."

Fang Zinan nodded his head: "I guess so." He looked at the road beneath his feet and asked, "Can I go now?"

Shang Yiqing was furious at his nonchalant attitude. She reached out and grabbed his lapel, "You're not done yet. Don't even think about escaping."

Fang Zinan's face finally changed and he was moved. He coldly said: "Didn't you not want me to touch you? "Then why are you bothering me now?"

Hearing that, Shang Yiqing's hand seemed to have been bitten as she pulled it back, still wiping her clothes, as if there was a lot of dirt on her hand, "Pah!" "Who wants to touch you? Go, go, leave. I really can't be bothered with you!"