Ling Tian'ao walked away from her side, as if he hadn't seen her.
Xia Zhisu instinctively grabbed his hand.
Ling Tian'ao shook it off and walked straight out.
Xia Zhisu ran after him and once more grabbed his hand, "I know I haven't been good these days! Made you sad! I apologize to you! I've really reflected deeply on myself and have conducted a serious self-critique!"
Ling Tian'ao was almost laughing out loud inside, but on the surface, he raised an eyebrow without any expression, "Really! What was the result of your self-critique?"
"I was truly wrong! My performance last night was terrible! And even worse over the past few days! Please, young master, punish me!" Xia Zhisu said seriously.
Ling Tian'ao raised his eyebrow even higher, "Oh? How do you think you should be punished?"
"Whatever you think is fine!" Xia Zhisu cooperated.
Ling Tian'ao's heart was celebrating, but he kept his appearance calm, asking back, "What do you think is fine?"
