Jiang Zhixun was impervious to both persuasion and force, leaving Shen Qingqing completely helpless against him.
She wanted to leave, but couldn't.
The man stuck to her like glue; she'd take a step, and he'd follow right behind.
He had the audacity to act like he was going home with her.
It didn't take long for Shen Qingqing to feel as though he was driving her insane.
"What on earth do you want?!"
Jiang Zhixun looked perfectly innocent. "Nothing."
Shen Qingqing gritted her teeth. "Then why are you following me? Can you not stay away from me?!"
That was out of the question.
Jiang Zhixun shook his head. "You haven't eaten yet."
"I'm not eating!"
Jiang Zhixun replied, "Skipping meals will hurt your stomach."
Shen Qingqing snapped, "Do I need to spell it out for you? Seeing you ruins my appetite!"
Jiang Zhixun smirked. "But you seemed to be enjoying your lunch at the state-owned restaurant earlier. Doesn't look like you had no appetite."
