Zheng Haoyu sneered, "God knows, I called for you several times, but you were too engrossed to notice."
Su Nian despised herself inwardly. She was actually so engrossed in looking at his photo, how shameful!
"Hey, what are you looking at?" Master Zheng squinted his eyes and leaned against the bedside table, asking with interest.
Su Nian stubbornly responded, "Why does it concern you? Must I report my every action to you?"
Zheng Haoyu stroked his chin-beard, "I guess, you must be peeking at my photo."
Su Nian's heart jolted, but she showed no reaction, "Ha, Master Zheng, you must be delusional. Do you think every woman fantasizes about being your bed partner?"
"Then why did you hurry to close your laptop earlier? Did you do something guilty again?"
"None of your business." No matter what Zheng Haoyu said, Su Nian was determined not to admit anything, irrespective of his words.
"If you don't admit it, then you were indeed looking at my photo." Zheng Haoyu said smugly.