"You?" Jiang Xue glared angrily at Nangong Chen, but when she met that half-smiling look in his eyes, she had no choice but to swallow her temper and say, "Yes, I'm afraid of you. Can you leave now?"
This time it was Nangong Chen's turn to be stunned. He hadn't expected Jiang Xue to actually admit it. But he didn't feel there was anything scary about himself—why would Jiang Xue be afraid of him?
Whether it was his looks or his character, there didn't seem to be anything that could have made Jiang Xue misunderstand him, right?
After Jiang Xue finished speaking, she didn't spare Nangong Chen another glance. Instead, she backed up a step and quickly shut the door.
Looking at the door that had closed on him again, Nangong Chen's expression grew extremely dark.
He never imagined that Jiang Xue would hate him this much, to the point she wouldn't even let him across her own threshold.
