Su Zhishui ran back to her room and locked the door from the inside.
But after thinking it over, she unlocked it again. She was confident that Feng Yueming would definitely come after her; as long as he consoled her properly and then agreed to send Mi Yao away, she would forgive him.
She wouldn't really shut him out. If she locked the door, she was afraid she might scare him off.
At that moment, there was a "knock knock" on the door, and Feng Yueming's deep voice came through, "Zhishui."
A flicker of pride and joy passed through Su Zhishui's eyes, but she quickly snorted and pouted her lips, "Brother Yue Ming, go away. I don't want to see you right now!"
"Zhishui!" The man outside the door intensified his tone.
"Hmph, Brother Yue Ming, I told you to leave. Did you hear me?"
"Okay, I'll go. Give yourself some time to calm down." The sound of retreating footsteps echoed from outside.
What?
He just left like that?
