Fu Xue looked at Doctor Zhu's frantic demeanor, feeling extraordinarily delighted. She turned her head and walked away, but Doctor Zhu gritted his teeth and persistently continued to follow her.
Fu Xue stopped in her tracks, "Since we've said everything we needed to, stop following me."
"I like you, so I'm going to follow you," Doctor Zhu was determined.
The window paper had been pierced, he didn't care about face anymore, this time he was going to stick it out with Fu Xue to the end. Just like how Young Master Ye shamelessly coaxed the mistress back then, what if he succeeded as well?
"Be careful, I might hit you," Fu Xue waved her fist.
The beating earlier was truly solid. Doctor Zhu was really frightened by it, so when he saw Fu Xue wave her fist, he instinctively shrank back.
That cowardly look amused Fu Xue.
She continued to walk her own way, caring little whether he followed or not.
