Actually... I'm Quite Happy...

Ten steps, five steps, three steps… Feng Qing walked to the door, but Xie Jiuhan remained silent. She couldn't understand why Xie Jiuhan agreed to let her go out like this. Why didn't he stop her?

Suddenly, Feng Qing seemed to have thought of something. She turned around and looked at Xie Jiuhan. "Little Jiu Jiu, you actually tested me?!"

Xie Jiuhan was nestled on the sofa with a cigar in his hand. He looked at her with a playful and teasing look on his face. His long and straight legs were crossed, like an emperor looking down on all living things.

"It seems like you're the one playing with me, aren't you?" Xie Jiuhan was evil.

After looking into the man's eyes for a moment, Feng Qing lowered her head and slipped back to the man. She bent her legs and knelt on the ground, looking pitiful and weak.

"Little Jiu Jiu, you know everything?" Feng Qing bit her lips.