"Brother Yancheng, I'm not feeling well today, so I don't want to," Lu Qingxin refused him as directly as possible.
Gu Yancheng had originally been very interested, but Lu Qingxin's "I don't want to" really discouraged him.
It was like a red-hot soldering iron had suddenly been splashed with a basin of cold water.
"Qingxin, you're only upset because of Ye Tianxin, aren't you?"
Lu Qingxin nodded. "Yes, I'm upset because of Ye Tianxin. Brother Yancheng, I don't have anything, but what about her? Ye Tianxin is now a star, don't you realize?"
"Ye Tianxin? Ye Tianxin? Ye Tianxin? Is that the only important thing in your life? Qingxin, you're still so young. Why are you obsessed over Ye Tianxin? What does Ye Tianxin's life have to do with you?"
Gu Yancheng's flare-up was completely unexpected by Lu Qingxin.
At that moment, one sentence popped into her mind: Poverty is the cause of all conflict between couples.
She had nothing now.
