Liang Jingchuan was probably the kind of person who was impervious to everything.
For the first time, Xu Yawei felt that communicating with Liang Jingchuan was such a difficult task.
In the past, it wasn't like she had never hit a wall with Liang Jingchuan, but perhaps it was because she was in a different state of mind. At that time, she could bear with it because she always felt that Liang Jingchuan was hers. It didn't matter if her man had a temper.
But now, reality was telling her that this man was not someone she could control.
The cold words he had said to her in the past were a solid form of disgust for her, and she actually thought that it was just because he had a bad temper.
She suddenly leaned forward, put her hands on the table, and glared at Liang Jingchuan."You're clearly disrespecting the Liang family by doing this. Aren't you afraid that your father will blame you?"
