"So that's what happened, why didn't you say so earlier? You had me all worked up over nothing!"
With her makeup smeared from laughter and tears, Zhao Jiaqi sat on the bed.
She looked at Lin Fan with a forlorn expression.
"Since you stepped in the door, have you even given me a chance to speak?"
Lin Fan rolled his eyes at her.
If it weren't for her pretty face,
her nonsensical thought process would be worthless even as scrap.
"I... I was just anxious... who knew it would turn out like this? So now… do you guys need me to keep watch while you're busy?"
Indeed, Zhao Jiaqi's mind was always so uniquely special.
Her remark nearly made Lin Fan spit out blood.
"If I needed someone to keep watch, why would I have called you here?"
"You don't need an audience, do you… that's sick!"
No sooner had Zhao Jiaqi blurted out those words than she covered her mouth immediately.
Being tickled by him had been truly torturous.
"What exactly do you want her to do here?"
