"You..." Wen Rufeng was again shaken all over with anger, her temper flaring.
Mo Ang chuckled again, speaking quite seriously. "At first, I didn't know how to infuriate people who dislike me. Later on, I slowly figured it out; as long as they see me and I do something to upset them, they'll get really angry. Just like now... Chairman Wen doesn't want me to stay here for dinner, but I must eat more, that way you'll be unhappy!"
Wen Rufeng said angrily, "So you're doing it on purpose, aren't you?"
"On purpose?" he questioned, then shook his head. "Actually, instead of saying I'm deliberately provoking you, it's more accurate to say you've easily allowed me to control your emotions. If you don't want me to succeed, you can force yourself not to be angry, or simply disregard all of this."
"I... I'm not easily controlled by you... Who do you think you are?" Wen Rufeng said hatingly.
