Regarding Li Jing's words, Wei Jia naturally couldn't bother to respond, so the two ended the conversation in what seemed like a joking manner.
Watching Li Jing's back as he walked away, Wei Jia retracted her feigned angry expression and instead slightly frowned.
She found that when Li Jing joked so brazenly, she didn't actually get angry; instead, she found an unusual kind of enjoyment in occasionally bickering with him.
With other men, she might have already felt dissatisfied or even repulsed.
But in front of Li Jing, she didn't even feel like she was in control, let alone in charge.
This made her, who was used to being in control of the whole situation, start to feel a little unfamiliar with herself.
What's wrong with me...
Could it be that this guy really has a hold over me?
Wei Jia covered her forehead, her eyes shifting several times, but she still couldn't figure out the answer she needed.
