After speaking, Chi Cha quickly escaped the battlefield under Mr. Si's gaze, which was almost about to sever her hand.
Rong Zhi couldn't be bothered to deal with Si Raojing and started packing up her things.
Just as she was about to put the thermos into her bag, her slender, fair wrist was suddenly held by someone.
"What's up?"
She didn't even lift her head.
Si Raojing resisted the urge to rub her wrist, holding it still, and calmly said, "We need to talk."
Rong Zhi frowned, switched hands to pack her things, then looked up at Si Raojing, "I'm free now, let's talk."
Si Raojing gazed into those deep, calm fox-like eyes, pursed his lips, then sneered and leisurely let go, "Forget it, there's nothing worth talking about between us."
Rong Zhi: "...Do you really want me to call you crazy?"
Si Raojing: "..."
Damn! He shouldn't have acted impulsively just now!
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