"Pretty lady, don't be angry. Come on, I'll go help you vent your anger right now, then fix up your father's grave properly."
The wicked smile returned to Zhao Jingting's face. He reached out and grabbed Su Qiao's little hand, preparing to show off and give the ignorant little girl a good eye-opener.
"I'm not going."
Su Qiao shook off his hand, walked out of the room, and headed toward the woods.
She had no intention of following him to punish Uncle Ya.
Uncle Ya was currently teaching Little Qingyang martial arts.
Besides, she was in a hurry to find Su Weixue and get something to eat. If she was late, there probably wouldn't be anything left.
"What's wrong? Are you still angry with this Young Master?"
Zhao Jingting followed behind her with great interest, the expression on his face begging for a beating.
"You're such a pretty little lady, with beauty enough to topple cities. Who would've thought your temper would be so fierce? Still, this Young Master likes girls like you."
"The angrier you get, the prettier you look. It makes this Young Master like you even more."
"..."
Su Qiao's lips twitched. She turned around and said bluntly, "But I don't like you."
Zhao Jingting was displeased for a moment, but when he looked at the increasingly pleasing little girl in front of him, his good mood quickly returned.
"That's all right. Not liking me now doesn't mean you won't like me in the future. Once we get familiar with each other, you'll definitely like me."
Su Qiao was speechless at his shamelessness.
He was far too shameless. Truly far too shameless.
She forcefully pulled her hand free and shook her fist fiercely. "Dare to block my way again, and I'll smash your stupid head."
With that,