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"Where the hell were you?!" Li Chenyang fumed the second he saw Li Xueyue step into the library. "Do you understand how stressed Wenmin was?" he hissed, storming to her as he began to examine her for any signs of injuries.

"Wenmin was practically going to die early from the pressure he had on himself," Li Chenyang bit out. His shoulders relaxed a bit when he didn't see a single sign of injury on her, except for her mangled appearance. Li Xueyue appeared as if she was dragged through a forest with her disheveled hair and wrinkled clothes.

"Oh please," Li Wenmin said and snorted. "You were the one who was pacing so hard, there's probably a dent on the floor by now. If you were so concerned for Xiao Yue, you should just say it flat out instead of using me as an excuse."

"You irritate me," Li Chenyang retorted.

"I've felt that way for you ever since you came out a few minutes after me," Li Wenmin responded.