Han Yi poked the tip of his nose, "Hmph, yes, if you run away from home again, I won't want you anymore."
Tingxuan caught her small hand and pulled her fiercely into his embrace.
"Silly girl, you actually care about me, I saw it. You were so sad just now thinking I was dead..."
"Hmph, not at all. Why should I care about you? A man who makes me angry every day, a man who carried another woman at our wedding, a man who doesn't even spend the honeymoon properly with me, I can't be bothered to care!"
"Oh really? Then why are there tears?"
He brushed his fingers across her eyes and touched a tear.
They were tears shed for him.
He brought the tear on his finger up close to his eyes...
Her face flushed slightly, and she snorted.
"Tears? I just got something in my eye! I don't care about you! Go away, go away, I don't want you anymore!"
She was still sulking.
He looked at her sorrowfully, let out a deep sigh, and released his grip.
