Hearing Ming Xiaoyu's words, Su Yanruo paused. Her words made a point and it made her realize something. Why did she care so much? Even before, when she was proposed or confessed, it didn't bother her that much. She never cared about those proposals or confessions. For her, those were simply plain words that went from her one ear and went out from the other. But, this time, it was different. Why? Why did Rong Yixuan's confession bother her? Why were these teasings getting on her nerves?
Why did it matter to her so much?
Why couldn't she remain calm like her previous self and forget about this entire ordeal?
What was wrong?
Su Yanruo had no answer. On facing their suspicious looks, she shrugged and replied. "I don't care about it. It doesn't matter whether he likes me or not. I don't like him. You hear me?"
"I DON'T LIKE HIM!!!" Su Yanruo expressed strongly.
