Xia Wanwan's fingers flew furiously over the keyboard, clearly still tinged with anger, her entire face contorted with indignation, but in Xi Muchen's eyes, she was irresistibly adorable.
Of course, Xia Wanwan was aware of the man beside her, it was just that she was currently busy writing a long post on Weibo and didn't have time to spare to speak with Xi Muchen—in particular, because she was consumed by her fury.
The man's gentle, laughing voice sounded in her ear, his breath warm and scorching, "Mrs. Xi, are you defending my honor?"
Xia Wanwan didn't deny it, simply grunting an 'Mm' in response, and continued to furiously type on her phone, only to have the device suddenly snatched away mid-sentence...
Xia Wanwan was still engulfed in her indignation when her phone was suddenly taken. She instinctively looked up at the man, her voice rising slightly in displeasure, "What are you doing? Give me back my phone."
