Sigh!
Love could make people cry and laugh. It had even turned Qiao'er, who had always been blunt and straightforward, into such a sentimental mess. This thing was no good. She would never touch it again.
Ye Jinghan had lain on the couch in a fit of anger for quite some time, yet he still had not received a single word of explanation from her. Even a gentle word would have been enough, but there had been nothing.
Furious, he suddenly sat up, his face dark as he glared at her. "Which one of us is actually in the wrong? Hmm?"
"And who was it that broke his word, with a heart harder than the strongest stone? Hmm?"
Was it really that difficult to say something nice and coax him a little?
He had even thrown away all dignity and come to her in person. Wasn't his meaning obvious enough?
Su Qiao opened her mouth, wanting to say "I'm sorry," but the words changed the moment they reached her lips. Somewhat awkwardly, she hugged Xiao Si and turned away. "It wasn't me, anyway."
Xiao Si: "..."
Ye Jinghan, who had already begun to soften a little: "..."
If you had the nerve, you should have said it louder.
Why not sound a little more righteous?
Ye Jinghan finally could not hold back. He pinched the loose skin at the back of Xiao Si's neck and tossed it onto the ground to one side, then forcefully pulled Su Qiao into his arms. Gripping her chin, he lifted her face and narrowed his purple eyes. "Look into my eyes and say that again."
"I'm not saying it. It's not as if you're old and decrepit—no, it's not as if you're so old that your ears have stopped working."
His warm breath brushed