Mi Yao didn't want to see him at all—the instigator of all her troubles!
"Yes, I'm unhappy, so please don't video call me anymore!" After saying this, Mi Yao covered herself with the blanket and continued to sleep, leaving her delicate back to him.
A shadow fell across Feng Yueming's handsome features as he glanced at Nanny Fu.
Nanny Fu quickly picked up the laptop and moved it from one bedside table to the other, allowing him to see Mi Yao's face.
Even with her eyes closed, Mi Yao could feel a dark and scorching gaze fixed on her face. Weary and irritated, she spoke, "Feng Yueming, are you bothering me?"
Her tone was the same as always, as if she found him annoying and wished he would leave her alone.
"Thank you for your concern. I don't feel annoyed at all."
"So you're here to annoy me? I do feel annoyed, very annoyed!"
