As soon as An Baobei saw him, she became unhappy: "Who let you in, get out!"
Ning Zihan didn't mind An Baobei's rudeness towards him, but walked to the bedside, placed the fruit basket on the bedside table, and asked calmly, "Why did your mom leave so abruptly, what happened?"
"You've already met my mom, can't you just ask her directly, why ask me!"
"I don't want to ask her." He paused, "I hate women, you know that."
An Baobei gritted her teeth: "I'm also a woman!"
"I don't hate you."
"You clearly said before that you hated me!"
"I've already explained to you why, how long do you intend to keep this up?"
An Baobei immediately sneered: "Have you forgotten, I've also explained to you before, that I stopped liking you a long time ago!"
"I haven't forgotten." He paused, "But I still want to be with you."
"So, what are you doing now?" An Baobei sneered again.
"Pursuing you."
