Xiao Yu realized he was upset by her words, so she pouted, "You're such a petty person, always getting angry. Your liver must have issues."
Gong Ting snorted coldly, "If you know my liver has issues, then stop provoking me. If I end up with cirrhosis, it'll be all your fault."
Xiao Yu chuckled, "You're really pinning this blame on me, aren't you? Are you sure cirrhosis is caused by anger and not by drinking and staying up late? Do you have any common sense?"
Gong Ting raised an eyebrow, "I say it's your fault, so it's your fault."
Xiao Yu gritted her teeth in anger, this man is simply a bully, "You clearly interrupted my reading, and now you're blaming me. My book got wet just now, you owe me a new one."
Gong Ting looked at her disdainfully, "It's just a book. I'll get you another one. Come up, I'll pull you."
Xiao Yu eyed his extended hand, her eyes darting mischievously with a cunning gleam. She swam over, grabbed his hand, and suddenly pulled hard when he relaxed his guard.
