"You cold, emotionless woman, you've got a heart of stone," Lin Murong said with a discouraged expression.
Su Yinhe: "..."
Sometimes life really leaves you feeling helpless.
Even if he was feeling a bit nauseous at the moment, that wasn't a reason to not eat.
"I was being considerate of you," Su Yinhe said with a docile look on her face.
"I appreciate your consideration, but I don't need it," he said, confident that she had an ulterior motive.
"Tch, don't want my concern, eh? A wild boar rejects the fine bran," Su Yinhe retorted with newfound energy.
"Who are you calling a wild boar?" Lin Murong couldn't believe what he was hearing.
"No one. Who else could it be? Who else could I possibly be talking about?" Su Yinhe spread her hands innocently.
"I always feel like you're talking about me," Lin Murong stared at her, no, it wasn't just a feeling, she was definitely talking about him.
Too bad he had no proof.
