Qiao Chuchu slowly breathed, letting her heart gradually calm down.
"Looks like you should go see an ophthalmologist," Qiao Chuchu said pretending to be calm.
"Weren't you happy just now?" Fu Ziqian retorted.
"... How did you conclude that I was happy?" Qiao Chuchu asked gloomily.
"You cursed at me," Fu Ziqian said.
Qiao Chuchu: "..."
She frowned suspiciously at Fu Ziqian.
Is there something wrong with Fu Ziqian?
Is he really okay?
How come ever since Fu Ziqian went to the army, she feels she understands him less and less?
What is he saying, why does she completely not get it?
Cursing him means she's happy?
What kind of thought process does Fu Ziqian have?
Does cursing someone mean being happy?
You curse people when you're angry!
"How do you interpret that? You think cursing you means I'm happy? Why would you think that?" Qiao Chuchu glared at Fu Ziqian. As a normal person, she truly didn't know what Fu Ziqian was thinking.
Fu Ziqian looked at Qiao Chuchu deeply.
