Just like now, she was very calm, looking at him with indifference.
Yet it made his fingertips feel cold.
Clearly, it was the same person, yet it seemed she had changed. He was somewhat confused, wondering, was Iris Harris's gaze always this cold when she looked at him before?
"Have you eaten?"
"..." Iris glanced at him, pulling her fingers out of his hand, "I have eaten."
She seemed unwilling to talk to him, and after speaking, she was about to leave again. Brandan Hyde had to pull her back: "Can't you just listen to me properly?!"
Iris Harris's attitude made him very dissatisfied.
"Do you really have to treat me this way?"
Iris frowned slightly; Brandan Hyde's questioning seemed absurd and laughable to her.
"Enough, Brandan," Iris took a step back, feeling too exhausted to deal with him, "I don't want to argue with you, can you stop picking fights?"
Upon hearing this, Brandan was instantly furious: "Iris Harris, is this how you talk to me?"
