Chu Ningyi only smiled and did not reply. He looked at the television again but his gaze slowly turned dark because of that phone call.
Shui Anluo secretly glanced at Chu Ningyi and did not say anything else either.
Aside from feeling worried over that text message, she was concerned about Qiao Yaruan as well.
After Feng Feng’s press conference, the number of journalists downstairs has decreased except for a few squatters who refuse to leave.
When Feng Feng returned to the university, the journalists were still loitering around. He looked down at his watch and curled the corners of his mouth.
His assistant, who was sitting in the passenger seat, watched on helplessly. “One day, if everyone were to find out that the great Feng Feng has actually resorted to such methods, you can sit and wait to be cursed out of the entertainment circle.”
“Do you really think that I won’t survive without the entertainment circle?” Which also meant that he was in the entertainment business simply for fun.
The assistant was taken aback and said nothing more. This was a man who was just as arrogant as Director Chu.
Feng Feng looked down and pulled out his phone. He looked for the contact called ‘Little Soft Tooth’ and leisurely pressed the call button.
“Oh my, her phone is off,” Feng Feng said. He stretched his hand out, asking for his assistant’s phone. He feared that she might have blacklisted him. After all, this was something Qiao Yaruan would do.
The assistant handed his phone over to Feng Feng and watched as Feng Feng make the call. This time, the call was successfully connected.
So that girl had actually blacklisted him.
“Hello…”
“Little Soft Tooth, I’m…”
Beep, beep…
The call was promptly cut off. Feng Feng raised his brow and looked down at the phone. This little girl has a lot of nerve.
Qiao Yaruan threw the phone onto the bed after she ended the call. Since blacklisting him was not enough to stop him from calling, could she not refuse to pick up his call instead?
Xin Le was studying at the table. She turned around to look at Qiao Yaruan and gently shook her head before she continued to read her book.
Someone was actually bold enough to treat this male deity in such a manner. She wondered if she would be able to earn money out of this by selling first-hand knowledge.
Not too long after she ended the call, Qiao Yaruan heard intermittent screaming from the hallway.
Has that damned man come upstairs?
Qiao Yaruan hurried over. She checked that the door was locked and relaxed. He would not be able to get in now.
Knock knock… Sounded from the dormitory door.
“Qiao Yaruan, I know you’re in here. Let’s talk,” Feng Feng’s deep voice rang out.
“My apologies, I have nothing to say to non-humans.” Qiao Yaruan cracked some melon seeds as she sat by the bed and watched television.
‘Non-human?’
Feng Feng laughed instead of getting angry. He felt that he was instrinsically masochistic. Each time he bickered with her, he would feel happy instead.
“Qiao Yaruan, there’s a lot of people here.”
“Then you can get lost,” Qiao Yaruan spat softly.
“Hurry up and open the door. I have something to say to you.”
“I have nothing to say to you,” Qiao Yaruan replied angrily. “Are we done yet, Silver Screen King Feng?”
“Qiao Yaruan, if you don’t open this door, I’ll reveal why you’re angry. By then, everyone will know that you’ve done it because of the child…”
“Enough!” Qiao Yaruan heard the start of the syllable for ‘child’ and immediately cut him off. This man, Feng Feng was bold enough to do anything.
Feng Feng raised his brow as he heard the marvelled discussions around him. He believes that the talk of them having a child together would appear on the news in less than half an hour.
Qiao Yaruan suddenly opened the door and her delicate little face was fuming with anger. “What on earth do you want?”
“It’s very obvious, I want to marry you,” Feng Feng replied with a smile.