Fu Ziqian looked at the lump under the covers on the bed. He knew Qiao Chuchu was angry.
But... what could he do?
He just liked teasing Qiao Chuchu, liked seeing her little angry face.
He just wanted to see her hate him but unable to do anything about it.
Fu Ziqian thought he should probably change.
Qiao Chuchu didn't really like him, and when he didn't provoke her...
Fu Ziqian closed his eyes.
If he didn't provoke Qiao Chuchu, she would treat him like a stranger, ignoring him...
He couldn't bear Qiao Chuchu ignoring him.
He kept provoking Qiao Chuchu, making her angry, simply to make his presence known in front of her.
Even if it was annoyance... would she remember him at all if she was annoyed for so many years?
At least... he was always in Qiao Chuchu's mind.
