Chou Yanbo's hand stopped at the belt buckle for about a second before finally stopping.
"Su Peizhen, get out. I can't do anything if you're here."
"Can't do what? Do it until the end? Stop joking. You're not such a high-minded person."
Chou Yanbo gritted his teeth and his body froze. Admiring Chou Yanbo's struggling expression with satisfaction, Su Peizhen propped up her chin with one hand.
In fact, among the people she hated, there was also Chou Yanbo.
What right did he have to break off the engagement with her?
"Su Peizhen, I'll say it again, I can't do anything with you here."
"Then you don't have to do it till the end. My target isn't you anyway. Hurry up. My patience isn't that good."
Su Peizhen blinked her eyes. "There's no turning back. Don't think about backing out at the last minute."
Chou Yanbo narrowed his eyes. In the end, he gritted his teeth and started unbuttoning his shirt.
