Feng Tianyou didn't hear Lin Zishuang's voice, which made him even more anxious.
"Shuang'er, are you still angry with Cheng Youlin? Actually, Youlin left a long time ago."
Lin Zishuang was a bit surprised to hear that Cheng Youlin had already left.
No wonder she hadn't seen Cheng Youlin at the Feng Family's house these past two days.
"Shuang'er, are you really still mad at me?"
Lin Zishuang held the phone, "No, I'm not mad at you."
In fact, she was a bit mad at herself, and she felt rather inexplicably confused.
"Really? Then why didn't you speak for so long just now?"
"I... I didn't know what to say..."
Hearing her say that, Feng Tianyou suddenly felt heartbroken. Was Shuang'er at a loss for words with him?
"Shuang'er, you're still angry, angry because I let Cheng Youlin stay at my house and accompanied her shopping, aren't you?"
Lin Zishuang pressed her lips together, "No, did you need something from me?"
With her response, Feng Tianyou felt embarrassed to say more.
