‖◇◆Saint◆◇‖057‖You're such an idiot

  "Hey! Why did you bring me here? And where is this place anyway? I've never been here before!" Ye Ziqing seemed to suddenly understand, and then asked several questions in a row.

  "There are many places you haven't been to." An Yu Feng said with a pull, but his eyes had unknowingly softened a lot.

  "You haven't answered my first two questions yet!" Ye Ziqing ignored An Yufeng's cold attitude and continued to ask.

  "What's your name? Which class are you in?" An Yu Feng suddenly started asking Ye Zi Qing questions.

  "Uh... Ye Ziqing! In Class A of Grade 2." Ye Ziqing blinked her eyes and replied very honestly.

  "Hmph... How could a moron like you come from Class A of High School Year 2?!" An Yu Feng sneered, his words extremely venomous, and this sentence really thoroughly struck Ye Zi Qing's self-esteem.

  "If I said you're an idiot, how would you feel?" Ye Ziqing's hands clenched into fists, as if she was desperately suppressing the anger in her heart.

  "I was just joking! You didn't take it seriously, did you?" An Yu Feng saw that Ye Zi Qing was really angry, so he also didn't want to continue teasing her.

  "Hmph, it's not funny at all." Ye Ziqing let out a soft, cold snort and curled her lip.

  "Hey, by the way! Do you know who that guy just now was?" An Yu Feng suddenly asked.

  "I don't know." Ye Ziqing replied indifferently, and didn't even want to look at An Yufeng again.

  "Then you'll still follow him, aren't you afraid he'll sell you out?" This time, An Yu Feng's tone was surprisingly gentle.

  Because he seemed to be afraid that if he was a bit more violent, this little girl would ignore him.

  "He was also sold and forced to come here with you." Ye Ziqing glared at An Yufeng, refuting him with a single sentence.

  "What's wrong? You're really angry, aren't you?" An Yu Feng rubbed his hair, asking Ye Zi Qing with some helplessness.