Feng Fuce stood still, watching the little one disappear into the distance.
His eyebrows furrowed tightly, and he let out a cold sigh.
How is it so difficult to coax a child?
Guoguo seemed to have caught on to something.
A mocking smile appeared on his face, and he snorted, "I guess you made the Princess unhappy, didn't you?"
"You wanted to amuse her, but she didn't appreciate it. A miscalculation, wasn't it, Marquis?"
With that, he burst into laughter.
Feng Fuce merely gave him a cold stare.
The young man parted his lips and said indifferently, "If I were you, I wouldn't be laughing."
After speaking, Feng Fuce flung his sleeves and walked away with long strides.
The smile on Guoguo's face gradually faded, and he furrowed his brows in confusion, "What does that mean?"
Lei Hu shook his head helplessly, "Young Master Guo, think carefully, being used as a source of amusement inherently makes you a joke, doesn't it?"
