"If you keep staring at me like that, then I will have to believe you're in love with me." Feng Mei Hiu winked.
"Who's in love with you?" Feng Lisha's eyebrows shot up in annoyance, glaring at him from across the table. "Lunatic." She mumbled as she bit into her bread.
"You seem relaxed these days," Feng Mei Hiu smirked, "someone got herself a fix."
Feng Lisha tensed eyes darting to see if any of the servants heard them.
"Tell me who's your dealer, I promise I won't tell." Feng Mei Hiu sipped his tea.
"You're crazy." Feng Lisha stood up deciding to avoid breakfast, she had already lost her appetite anyways.
"Don't walk out on me Lisha, that's not a good idea." Feng Lisha halted turning to glare at him, all the letters of the world hatred etching themselves in her beautiful face.
Feng Mei Hiu stood up, he was a couple inches taller than her and used that advantage to glare her down.