Feng Xing hadn't expected his casual joke to make Jiang Nian lament that she might not survive.
Seeing that her mind was about to veer off in who knew what direction again, he hurried to explain:
"I was joking. I've never even met Fu Zhenzhen. I just glanced at her name on the list."
So please stop overthinking, sis!
Even on horseback, I couldn't keep up with those wandering thoughts of yours!
Jiang Nian's sorrow came to an abrupt halt, and she froze on the spot.
She watched Feng Xing for a moment with narrowed eyes, then relaxed, picked up a book from the desk, and slowly rolled it up.
Feng Xing was still watching her movements in confusion, while Tan Xuguang beside him had already ducked his head with practiced ease to avoid getting caught in the crossfire.
With a thump, Jiang Nian raised her hand and smacked Feng Xing on the head.
Feng Xing clutched his head, his eyes wide as he stared at her in shock. "You hit me?"
You actually hit me?
Very well.
Woman, you've successfully captured my attention.
Jiang Nian's voice was gentle, her eyes curved in a smile. "I'm just joking around with you."
What do you do when a kid acts up?
Give him a beating, and he'll behave.
She had just finished deciding where she wanted to be buried, and now he was telling her it was a joke?
You're the joke.
Realizing he had stepped on a land mine, Feng Xing rubbed his forehead and said in an aggrieved voice, "I'm sorry."
If he'd known mentioning Fu Zhenzhen would get this reaction, he might as well have said Tan Xuguang instead.
Jiang Nian sighed, still uneasy. She had a feeling this little menace would repeat his mistakes.
After a moment's