Yuan Shaojing didn’t even look at Cheng Lingyun, just stretched out his hand to wipe the water stains off his face.
“Miss Lin has a bad temper.”
Yuan Shaojing’s words were neither lukewarm nor cold, and it was hard to see if he was angry.
“Mr. Yuan probably hasn’t seen me have a worse temper!”
“Really? It seems that A Xiao has to take care of it.”
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