Pfft, after hearing Mu Xingfeng's words, An Ran almost spat out blood, damn it, could he be any more domineering?
An Ran's face fell, she really didn't understand what this man saw in her. She really didn't want to be friends with him, who would want to face an ice block every day, always so gloomy, is he a masochist?
For the sake of her future happiness, An Ran decided to try persuading him again, so she softened her voice: "Instructor Mu..."
"Speak properly."
An Ran hadn't finished her sentence before Mu Xingfeng rudely interrupted her with his extremely cold voice, causing An Ran to swallow back the rest of her words.
Alright, there really wasn't much more to say to this person.
Just then, the doorbell rang. Mu Xingfeng glanced at An Ran and turned to open the door, secretly letting out a breath.
That darned girl, daring to speak to him in that tone.
