The words struck Si Chen, and his emotions began to unravel.
His complexion turned cold, and his tone extremely unpleasant, "What do you mean by venting your dissatisfaction with me on him? He was the one who provoked me first, don't you know? Let me tell you Shi Mu, it's your freedom to be with whomever you like, and I absolutely won't interfere. But please manage your man well, and don't let him come whining to me like a woman. I have a short temper, damn it, I'll hit him every time he says something."
Shi Mu took a deep breath and asked, "What did he say to you?"
Si Chen snapped, "What did he say to me, why are you asking me? Why don't you go ask him?"
Shi Mu said nothing further, for silence was clearly the chosen response.
In fact, when with Si Chen, she had always spoken very little; it was Si Chen who talked while she listened.
Seeing that Shi Mu was no longer speaking, Si Chen stood up angrily, seemingly not wanting to say much more to Shi Mu.
