Hearing Ying's words, Zhang Chen was utterly speechless, as if he'd taken a critical hit: just how unlikeable did he have to be for the other party to say something like that?
Ying looked at Zhang Chen, her words growing colder and colder. She felt that the reason Zhang Chen had quietly snuck into her room was to keep pestering her. In order to completely sever the karma between the two of them, she could only spit out the most vicious words she could.
She'd tried to talk sense to him twice before, but clearly he still hadn't taken it to heart, so he'd kept clinging to that sliver of hope and continued to entangle himself with her.
"Am I really that annoying?" Zhang Chen asked.
