Chapter 12: Chapter 12: Taking Her to the Cetery
Night falls.
Fang Anning lies on the sofa, staring at the pitch-black ceiling, sighing.
She thought that He Tingchen’s acceptance of her would be t with so different treatnt.
Not to ntion letting her sleep in the bed, at least, they could get her a bigger sofa.
But, nothing has changed.
She is still curled up on the small sofa, not daring to turn over for fear of falling off. If she stretches her legs, her feet would stick out.
"Go to sleep."
Just as Fang Anning was sighing, she suddenly heard He Tingchen’s scolding voice. Startled, she imdiately closed her eyes and quickly fell asleep.
The next day, Fang Anning got up, and He Tingchen was, as usual, already up.
After washing up and going downstairs, she saw a man sitting there.
His back was turned to her, she didn’t look closely, and subconsciously thought it was still Liao Hanfeng.
So she walked over and patted his shoulder from behind, saying, "You really are persistent, here again."
"Do you have a problem with that?" The man turned his head and asked coldly, looking at her.
Fang Anning imdiately retracted her hand in fright, her eyes darting around as she pursed her lips and explained, "Sorry, I didn’t know it was you."
It was not Liao Hanfeng, but He Tingchen.
How unusual, he actually ca downstairs to eat?
"It seems that you and Liao Hanfeng are quite close, to the point of slapping each other’s shoulders," He Tingchen said coldly.
Fang Anning quickly raised her hands and explained, "No, you’ve got it wrong. He’s always trying to fra , to have you kill , how could I be on good terms with him? You’re just mistaken."
"Eat your breakfast," He Tingchen ordered coldly.
Fang Anning hurriedly sat down and began eating breakfast with her chopsticks.
However, she saw the sa old three items in front of him.
So, she picked up a stead bun and shakily offered it towards him, smiling awkwardly, "Actually, this is pretty good."
With a "snap
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