Han Yixing's eyes widened in slight surprise. He said those words so naturally and so surely. She suddenly felt a little sad. Everything about her was in front of him and under his control.
But what about him? She shook her head and shouted loudly: "I don't like you!"
With that said, she turned around and ran quickly out of the study room. She was so fast that Meng Beichen didn't have time to catch her before she ran away.
He kicked the sofa in the study room with some frustration. His feet were numb and he was very upset.
She refused his touch, she said he was scary, she even shouted so loudly that she didn't like him anymore![
Han Yixing, you really make me don’t know what to do?
Running to the rooftop of the fifth floor in one breath, Han Yixing gasped and lay on the railing of the wisteria frame. Her thoughts were confused. She seemed to be holding her breath in her heart. She wanted to shout loudly.
After thinking this, he really shouted to the sky.
Qiuxiang followed her, but she lost her balance and almost fell down. She didn't care much, so she rushed over and carefully held her arm, "Young lady, what's wrong with you? Don't let your mind wander!"
Han Yixing stroked his chest, looked back at her, shook his head and said, "I'm much better."
Qiuxiang was dumbfounded and didn't understand why the tempers of the young master and the young mistress were so unpredictable.
"Qiuxiang, I want to stay alone for a while." She needed to think carefully and calmly.
If everything was caused by him watching the CD, as he said, it was caused by Ye Bingbing, then what should she do with everything she suffered? She had no idea at all.
"No, I'll stay with you, young mistress." Qiuxiang quickly shook her head. She didn't dare to leave her alone again. The young master's expression just now looked like he wanted to eat someone.
She motioned Han Yixing to look downstairs. Sure enough, there were many men in black, as well as Mengyuan's servants and housekeepers, looking up at her under the flower vines, as if they were afraid that she would do something stupid.
She was stunned for a moment, feeling a little uncomfortable all over her body. Did her shout attract so many people?
She just wanted to vent, and just as she was about to speak, there were urgent footsteps behind her, and the next second she was pulled into someone's arms, with a faint smell of cigarette smoke mixed with some cologne.