I Hate Being Brushed Off

Sheng Xiao ignored her and quietly locked the door behind him. Then, he turned her around and pressed her against the bed. "You're a grown up. Why did you run away from home? When you had a crush on me back then, you wished you could follow me to Hell. Now, you know how to throw a tantrum?"

Mu Qiqi was so angry that she wanted to bite the man's nose, but she could not bear to do so.

"You didn't tell me anything, and it made me feel very uncomfortable. I'm immature, and I'm not good enough, but I've never dragged you guys down, have I? I've never caused trouble, have I? I don't like you excluding me from everything. Everyone in the world knows about it, and I'm still confused. Am I stupid?"

Mu Qiqi wasn't willing to be outdone. "If you have anything, you'll tell Xu Che, you'll look for Tang Yan, and even Grandpa and Dad. Each and every one of them knows more than me. What am I to you? Am I still the closest person to you?