He said that he would like her only when she liked him. But after so many days, he fell for her before she even fell for him.
She hated herself.
She hated how she was so detestable. Why was she so annoying?
…
The grandest mansion in the capital city.
Ming Ansheng felt the tension in the air the moment he entered the quiet living room.
He changed his shoes and walked through the front porch. The old man was sitting on the sofa, his expression cold. Ming Ansheng wasn't surprised.
He glanced over plainly and continued walking forward.
"Ming Ansheng, what are you trying to do?"
When he saw that Ming Ansheng had walked past the sofa with no intention of stopping, Ming Zhongsheng suddenly stood up in a fit of anger. He grabbed the newspaper on the coffee table and rolled it up, bashing Ming Ansheng's face.
"I asked you, what are you trying to do?!"
