Yuan Yumeng immediately became annoyed and pushed away the food, "Not eating anymore." She burrowed into the bedding.
Huo Junting knew the girl was upset, he walked over wanting to lift the bedding, but found it tightly gripped by her hands; if he used force, it might hurt her. Sitting at the edge of the bed, he sighed, "I apologize, don't be mad, okay?" He gently tugged at the bedding.
A few seconds later, the person inside emerged, with eyes full of expectation looking at him, "I won't be angry, but you must take me to Qingcheng City. You handle your business, I promise I won't cause trouble, I swear!"
"Don't be capricious!" Huo Junting tossed three words.
"How am I being capricious!" Yuan Yumeng muttered, "If you don't want to take me, just say so, so many excuses and reasons."
"Nothing has happened yet! If it really happens, wouldn't I be completely controlled, tch—"
