Lu Xingshen gazed deeply at the girl whose emotions were clearly stirred, his dark and brooding eyes showing no ripple.
That incident six months ago had long faded from his mind, and the anger from then now seemed trivial.
He was too proud; even if the main fault was his, he wouldn't do anything to make amends, let alone apologize.
Besides, he had already punished Shi Yue afterward, making her stay away from home for half a year.
He moved his lips, but felt it unnecessary to explain to such an insignificant woman, so he merely asked back plainly, "Shi Yue was just joking with you, do you have to take it so seriously?"
"A joke?" Jiang Tian laughed out loud, "Just because of her joke, I had to bear your anger, and even Zhouzhou was born prematurely by more than a dozen days."
Lu Xingshen said, unable to comprehend, "You want to stir up trouble with me over such a trivial matter? Aren't you fine now?"
