Triggered

Hearing the anger in An Yexuan's voice, Chu Fei'er's lips curled into a thin smile. Great, this was the effect she wanted.

Between fits of coughing, Chu Fei'er replied, "Yexuan, don't be angry… I'm already contented that I'm still alive and have survived that fire. I don't blame anyone…"

An Yexuan anxiously listened to her frail voice, but there was nothing he could do at all. "Fei'er, where are you? I'll come and find you. How's your condition now? I'll take you to the best doctor for treatment."

"I'm fine. I saw Yun Bixue's wedding today. She was smiling so sweetly… We're classmates after all, so I'll still be happy for her!" Chu Fei'er was adept at tweaking her voice, making her sound vulnerable and helpless.

Of course, this was obviously to trigger An Yexuan.