Zhang Liling nodded, still with a pout.
She really looked like a stubborn little cat to Mr. Fang, but he refused to condone her childish act.
He leaned away from his seat and said word for word as he fixed a serious gaze on her, "Zhang Liling, you have only one option here. If you so badly want to live under my roof, then you can only remain as my housekeeper."
"Mr. Fang!" Zhang Liling almost cried out while calling out to him, but he was not moved.
"I think I'm done speaking to you, go and get me a bottle of water to soothe my dry throat." He instructed and turned his gaze away from her.
He was acting like talking to her caused his throat to become patched.
With a heavy heart, Zhang Liling stood up while staring at him. Her gaze rested on him for only 5 seconds, because when he lifted his gaze to stare at her, she quickly turned away and walked towards the door in quick steps.
