Lu Yanhe ground out between clenched teeth, "Su Jia, I'm warning you, this is the last time!"
Right now, he was so furious he couldn't possibly be any angrier.
Su Jia knew the joke she'd just made was a bit over the line, and she didn't dare butt heads with him at a time like this; faced with his rage, she kept swallowing her temper and holding her tongue.
The veins at his temple stood out taut, every word ice-cold and vicious. "If you play me again, I definitely won't let you off!"
Su Jia raised her other hand to fix her hair, and softly complained, "Why are you snapping at me? I could clearly see you were very happy just now."
"Happy?" Lu Yanhe let out a cold laugh. Yeah, he had been happy.
If that little girl were his daughter, he'd be over the moon.
"That's right." Su Jia looked at him innocently, meeting his man-eating gaze head-on. "I could tell you really like Mia. When I got her to kiss you, you even leaned in on your own."
