Watching the Commotion

Zhouzhou couldn't fathom why he was angry, so she simply stopped trying to understand. She rushed over, blocking the door before it closed, and pulled him out.

"Little Skinny Pole, don't go."

Huo Ji'an turned his face away stubbornly. "I am leaving. Don't mind me. Go play with your brother. Why do you care about me?"

Brother? He meant Wei Xuhong.

Zhouzhou, perplexed, asked, "What does this have to do with my brother?"

Her words seemed to ignite a powder keg. Huo Ji'an glared at her incredulously, "You're even defending him!"

His voice rose several octaves, "Let go of me! I don't want to play with you anymore!"

Zhouzhou frowned, utterly confused. She couldn't help but ask, "Little Skinny Pole, what have you been watching lately?"

Huo Ji'an remained silent. It was nothing much, just some old romantic dramas with scenes like, "Listen to my explanation," "I don't want to listen." He couldn't understand what they were doing, but it seemed lively.