"Ah, what are you 'ah'-ing about? I asked you where you were wrong."
Nangong Bing was increasingly enjoying this tone of speech. Being able to take advantage in front of Lin Zifeng and lift her proud self up was actually quite satisfying...
"Uh." Lin Zifeng's old face darkened, scratching his cheek. He really didn't know where he was wrong?
That night, the reason he left without saying goodbye was actually to make her worry less, and also...
He was considering that if he really couldn't return, she wouldn't have to endure the pain of separation.
"Come on, tell me, where were you wrong? I'm listening."
Nangong Bing continued to cross her legs, sipped the cup of tea on the table, seeming very patient sitting on the chair listening to Lin Zifeng make up excuses.
"What's wrong? Haven't thought of a reason yet? Or haven't made one up well enough?"
"What reason?" Lin Zifeng's fingers loosened, looking at her with a pained expression.
