Su Peizhen's expression immediately darkened. Qiu Yanbo shrugged casually. "I guess you could say that. I just feel that she didn't provoke you in any way…"
"Her mere existence provokes me." Su Peizhen jumped up from her seat, glaring at Qiu Yanbo with a look of blatant displeasure. "What's going on? What are you implying? Do you see her in a positive light now? You're even starting to take pity on her."
"What are you talking about?" Qiu Yanbo moved forward to grab her hand and made her sit her down opposite him. "Why should I take pity on her?"
Saying that he took pity on her was a bit of a stretch, but when she had turned to smile at him, the look of tenderness in her eyes was memorable.
"Hmpf," Su Peizhen was vexed. "Yanbo, I don't care about what happens around me; you're very much aware of that. However, Su Qingsang is someone I detest. You should know that, right?"
