On the way back, Li Ji's face was grim the entire time.
His entire being radiated an aura that all but screamed, "I'm in a foul mood."
Hua Manman kept sneaking glances at him, and his expression made her anxious.
She carefully scooted closer.
"My Prince, I can explain."
Li Ji snorted. "I'm not listening."
Hua Manman resentfully shut her mouth.
Li Ji waited for a moment, but she said nothing.
His cold gaze swept over to Hua Manman.
"Aren't you going to explain?"
Hua Manman said dryly, "Didn't you say you weren't listening?"
"I said I'm not listening," Li Ji retorted irritably. "But I didn't say you couldn't talk."
At this moment, it was as if Prince Zhao had been possessed by a contrarian.
No matter what Hua Manman said, he had to contradict her to feel satisfied.
Furious but not daring to show it, Hua Manman carefully explained.
