The candy figures in front of her were all tilted in the same direction, and each candy figure's face was filled with a happy smile. Although her eyes lingered on Zhu Bajie for a long time, she still didn't want to pick it up.

Fu Sichen's behavior has already caused trouble to her.

If this continues, she will go back to her old days. As long as this guy is given a chance, he will deliberately squeeze in and take control of her life.

Maybe now is the best time to leave him.

Her deep entanglement and hesitation fell into Fu Sichen's eyes, and became the entanglement and pain of not being able to choose the candy. Suddenly, the candy box was stuffed into her arms.

She looked up at the other party blankly: "Give them all to me?"

The man lowered his eyes and stared at her, his deep gaze silently answering this question.

She frowned, becoming even more confused, and suddenly pushed the candy box in her hand into Fu Sichen's hand: "I'm sorry!"

After saying that, she grabbed Narcissus' hand and ran into the carriage, quickly asked the driver to speed up and left the college.

She didn't look back.

Naturally, they did not see the crowd at Yan Yu Pavilion holding dim sum boxes in their hands and looking at her carriage in bewilderment, hoping that she would come back.

Fu Sichen still stood in the same place, like a statue, holding the snack box in his hand. The smile on the candy man's face that was trying to please seemed to have changed at this moment.

Ridicule and ridicule.

Veins popped out on his forehead, and he suddenly threw the box in his hand to the ground.

The "pop" sound was like hitting everyone's heart. They watched the candy man fall apart and grinned happily.

This time it seemed that all Fu Sichen's strength had been exhausted. His face turned pale and he staggered back to the carriage.

The stunned Ting Xin quickly came to his senses, told everyone to clean up the scene, and quickly drove the carriage back to Yan Yu Pavilion.

What to do now?

But my lord, will she—ignore the Pavilion Master again?

Returning to Yanyu Pavilion, Fu Sichen's figure was like a gust of wind. Before all the subordinates could bow, the master of the pavilion disappeared before their eyes.

Experience tells them that the master of the pavilion is angry.

And I got very angry.

This kind of situation would only happen when the master was alive and the two people had an argument or the master ignored him.

Now -

Everyone was so frightened that they didn't dare to take a breath.

"Listen to your heart!!" A low scolding came from the master's room. Tingxin was shocked and he quickly opened the door and went in: "Master?"

"Where are the official documents? Bring all the official documents!"

How dare Ting Xin delay? He quickly piled all the official work half a man's height on Fu Sichen's desk. When hesitating whether to persuade him again, his cold eyes immediately shot towards him:

"roll."

He rolled away without stopping.

The edge of his pen seemed to turn into the anger and unwillingness in his heart. He tried his best to control his emotions, and his reason was like strands of silk wrapped around him, wrapping him up bit by bit.

Even so, as long as that smile flashes through your mind, you will fall short.

Fu Sichen slowly closed his eyes, and suddenly pushed the official items on the desk to the ground. The clanking sound made the people watching outside tremble, and they dared to push open a crack in the door.

The man sat slumped in the room, holding his forehead with one hand, as if he had been through a fight, and his brows were full of fatigue:

"Get her back."

Ting Xin's face changed slightly, knowing that this would eventually be a fight, and nodded silently.

But just when he was about to turn around and leave, Fu Sichen suddenly opened his eyes:
Chapter completed!