Nathan Foster looked at her; she only left him with the back of her head. No matter what he said to her at this time, she probably wouldn't pay attention to him.
"South Grant, talk to me for a bit."
"I'm busy."
"You don't need to respond, you just need to listen."
"My ears are busy."
Busy ears...
How much disdain would it take to say that her ears are busy? Nathan stretched out his long arm, pulling her over to face him.
"No wonder people say you can't spoil women; the more you spoil them, the more cheeky they get. You've gotten bold now, daring to show me that attitude."
South Grant heard his words and immediately shot back.
"You can't indulge men; the more you indulge them, the more they act like jerks!"
At that moment, their eyes met, especially South Grant's, staring angrily at Nathan Foster.
Just a moment ago, Nathan was still angry, but now he couldn't help but laugh out loud.
