Zhong Hao stood where he was with his eyes closed. No one knew what he was doing, and no one dared disturb him.
When Zhong Hao saw that the moment he addressed the brat, she responded, he knew how to broach the subject. "Brat, you finally spoke. I haven't heard you nagging like a menopausal woman for half a year, and it feels strange. I thought you'd changed."
Zhong Yunxi's gritted voice rang out in his mind. "You're the woman! You're the one going through menopause! You're so annoying! I don't want to talk to you."
Seeing there was hope, Zhong Hao continued provoking her. "Oh! I get it. I heard that when women have their periods, they become irritable and short-tempered. Just like you are now."
"You're driving me crazy! You..." Zhong Yunxi cried angrily, then seemed to realize something. She gave a haughty snort. "You're deliberately provoking me into talking to you, aren't you? Hmph! This lady won't fall for it!"
"Uh..." Zhong Hao had not expected her to catch on so quickly. He awkwardly lowered his voice. "So, are you still mad?"
Zhong Yunxi replied in a mechanical synthesized voice, "The other party does not wish to speak with you and has thrown you a contemptuous glare..."
Zhong Hao: "..."
After that, no matter how Zhong Hao provoked her, the brat ignored him.
With no response, it seemed as though things had returned to how they had been over the past half year. Yet Zhong Hao was not worried at all. If she were still truly angry, she would not have said even a single word. Since she had spoken, it meant their cold war was over. Besides, she had been the one to speak first this time, which showed that she could not hold it in