Xie Heng's gaze turned cold as he started back at Zhao Chuchu, making her head itch a little.
"I-I was just joking."
"It's not funny."
Xie Heng turned and walked outside.
Not expecting the man to get angry, Zhao Chuchu quickly chased after him. "Hey, the lady's hungry. What should we make?"
"Why are you asking me? What can a blind man like me make?" Xie Heng asked.
"You..."
Zhao Chuchu was confused by Xie Heng's sudden temper, but it only took her a few seconds to understand why.
He was simply putting up an act for the lady.
She immediately became speechless, thinking, "You don't have to go so far. What makes you think she'll fall in love with you?"
Her thought was written all over her face, and Xie Heng immediately saw through them.
He almost could not hold his chuckle back as he flicked her forehead. "What the heck are you even thinking about?"