Mr. Song couldn't help but ask, "Staring at me like this, do you have a big opinion on me?"
"When discussing serious matters, don't grin so cheekily."
Tang Li kept a straight face, her tone serious.
Hearing this, the smile on Mr. Song's face grew even deeper.
Tang Li: "..."
"Watch your attitude." Tang Li emphasized.
Mr. Song: "What's wrong with my attitude?"
If there's a problem, isn't it that I'm listening to you well?
But if there's no problem...
Tang Li wasn't foolish, so she straightforwardly used the thermos cup as evidence: "In such hot weather, there's no time to drink iced water, yet you suddenly turned around to get this thermos cup—aren't you just annoyed by my nagging?"
"This is an undue accusation," Mr. Song's deep voice didn't hide a hint of indulgence. "Are you now going to control whether I drink iced or hot water?"
Tang Li: "..."
I'm not as domineering as he portrays.
Besides, is the issue really about what kind of water to drink?
