She could even trample all over his dignity without a second thought!
"As you wish! An Ziqing! I never want to see you again! Never again!" Ling Chuan enunciated every word clearly, making sure she heard it loud and clear.
"You said it, so you'd better do it." She kept rubbing salt into his wound.
Ling Chuan was almost driven mad with rage. He kicked the table away and turned to stride off without even looking at her.
Only when she watched him leave without looking back did she collapse onto the sofa chair.
Staring at his receding back, her eyes grew wet, but not a single tear would fall.
The phone on the table vibrated.
She stared at it, and only picked up when the ringtone was about to stop.
On the other end was the same wicked, enchanting laughter. "Why were you in such a rush to drive him away, afraid I'd hurt him?"
An Ziqing glanced around the café. "Since you already had me come here, why don't you dare to show your face?"
