As soon as he saw her, Jiang Zhiyi's brows furrowed again, his expression heavy with gloom as he coldly said to her, "I'm not hungry, please leave!"
"Do you really hate me that much?" Xu Chenxi bit her lip tightly, her eyes brimming with a hint of moisture, a look of deep sadness on her face.
Jiang Zhiyi turned his back to her and closed his eyes without speaking.
With reddened eyes, Xu Chenxi said, "I know I shouldn't have taken pictures with your watch, but I really didn't mean to. I didn't know Sister Yiyi would get so angry. Brother Yi, we are family after all. Are you really planning to ignore me forever over this?"
"Enough!" Jiang Zhiyi interrupted her. Speaking of these things now was meaningless.
He looked at the pale-faced Xu Chenxi, his voice hoarse from the high fever, "The matter is over, there's no need to bring it up again."