Qi Cheng reached out, took the drink from her hand, opened it, and handed it back to her before speaking, "When others misunderstand you, you always let things develop for the worse. Don't you think that's very bad?"
"..."
"Just like yesterday's situation. What would happen if you explained? Why don't you explain when someone wrongs you, but instead you add fuel to the fire? If you had explained yesterday, I wouldn't have been so angry."
Ji Yunhuan took a sip of the drink before saying, "For those who don't believe in me, letting them get angry is just right. No, they should be enraged to death!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a slap on her butt!
Ji Yunhuan glared fiercely, "Qi Cheng, you..."
From childhood to now, she had never suffered such humiliation.
Yet Qi Cheng looked at her seriously, "I'm saying this for your own good."
"Can you not talk to me in my father's tone?"