Ye Ling saw that he wasn't leaving, but instead sat there, especially noticing his proper, upright posture like a serious man. For some reason, an inexplicable anger rose in her heart. In their past life, when they were husband and wife, Shen Bin never had much to say. If she didn't speak for a day, he wouldn't either. Whenever she was upset, he would just sit beside her like this.
This scene made Ye Ling recall their past life when they were a married couple; he was exactly the same. This man was always like this. So when she spoke, besides anger, there was more grievance, "If you don't know how to comfort people, just go away. Does sitting around make others feel better? Who do you think you are?"
Shen Bin turned his head and stared directly at Ye Ling, his phoenix eyes as calm as a lake, thin lips slightly parted, "Did I offend you before?"
