Habit? How dare she say this is a habit? If she gets used to the fact that when a foreign minister comes one day, she still calls him incessantly, where should he put his emperor's face?
What made him even more angry was not this, but the fact that this dead woman seemed to not care about him at all, even just a little bit. She actually talked about their relationship so casually. He was angry, very angry.
It exploded, but while I was angry, there was also some unnoticeable loss mixed in with it.
In the end, he stopped getting angry and glanced at Xiaoqian. There was a hint of bitterness at the corner of his mouth. In Xiaoqian's view, such bitterness should not come from his face, Huangfu Jin, let alone Nie Xiaoqian's face.
This made Xiao Qian confused and at the same time, her mood became heavy.
I just heard him say in a mocking tone: "Nie Xiaoqian, that's good. You are becoming more and more self-aware. You are right. It doesn't matter whether you are interested in me or not. What is important is..." The corner of Huangfu Jin's mouth
With a cold hook, he stretched out his hand to lift Xiaoqian's slender chin, and said with a stern expression, "What matters is whether I am interested in you, but it's a pity..." The movement of his hand stopped and he withdrew his hand.
, looked at Xiao Qian's stunned eyes and said, "It's a pity that I'm not interested in you at all."
Although this was the answer that Xiaoqian had already expected, when Huangfu Jin said it in front of her with such a mocking and disdainful expression, Xiaoqian's heart still felt a slight pain.
Even she herself didn't notice it.
"That's right." She forced a smile from the corner of her mouth, looked into Huangfu Jin's cold eyes, and said with a smile.
She may not know how ugly the smile she put on at this moment was.
There was silence between the two of them again. They looked into each other's eyes without saying a word, and there was something that no one understood between their brows.
Until Huangfu Jin's cold voice sounded again, "No need to talk anymore, finish the noodles quickly, I won't accompany you anymore."
Perhaps because there was nowhere to vent the anger in his heart, Huangfu Jin didn't want to stay in the kitchen anymore. He really couldn't guarantee that his anger would throw the ungrateful and stupid woman in front of him directly under the stove and use it as firewood.