"What happened to the oranges?"
At the storytelling stall, Qing Lan asked in confusion when she saw Le Yu return empty-handed.
"I ate them while I was walking. They're gone." Le Yu spread his hands. "Finished listening? Let's go."
Qing Lan stood up and took his hand. "You didn't go buy oranges at all."
"Then what do you think I went to do?"
"Meet another woman in secret?"
"What a joke." Le Yu said arrogantly, "Do I even need to meet women in secret? If I had another woman, I'd definitely bring her home and sleep with both of you under the same blanket..."
The more Qing Lan listened, the worse she felt. Her slender finger pressed lightly against Le Yu's waist before she gave it a vicious twist!
Le Yu cried out in pain and flung away Qing Lan's hand. He snarled, "What are you doing? You'd get angry even if I found another woman? Who do you think you are?"
"Of course I'm angry!" Qing Lan said furiously. "I'm angry just listening to you! I feel awful! Do you expect me to put up with it?!"
"I know I have no right to be angry at you, and I'm not anything to you, but I'm still angry! I hate how you don't care about me!"
Mi Die, who was following behind them, sensed that something was wrong. She hurried forward two steps, ready to mediate between the young couple, her heart full of complaints:
The Young Master really is something. Didn't he respect Qing Lan very much before? How did he start showing his ugly side the moment he got her?
*Women in love are easy to coax. Say a few nice words and they'll gladly live and die for you. Why would you say things that provoke