Misled… my ass.
He liked him in the first place. Was there even a need to mislead him?
Pei Zhen wanted to protest, but the moment he looked into Fu Sichen's eyes, the poisonous words of ridicule choked up in his throat and refused to come out.
"I was really only teaching her."
Touched that, for once, Pei Zhen didn't have nasty words for him, Fu Sichen smiled. "Fine, but there was no need to pinch her chin."
It was getting ridiculous.
"You've never pinched my chin."
It was getting even more ridiculous.
Pei Zhen froze for a while, and then, not able to contain it any longer, he rolled his eyes. "Why are you so…"
He was going to say childish, but then changed his mind and used a more tactful word.
Calculative.
Petty.
He had never met such a troublesome man.
