She knew in her heart that her tirade was nothing more than venting her wrath. After all, he had thrown her out the door last night and left her up for discussion by the guests.
She was happy when he rushed to the Xia's house to defend her tonight, but now that he left abruptly, it felt as if the man who had just wiped the sauce from the corner of her mouth was a mere illusion.
Ye Xingguang poked viciously at the spaghetti on the white porcelain plate with her fork. She moved her food around aimlessly and chewed without tasting, eating very slowly.
There was an unrealistic expectation in her heart, hoping he would come back to mollify her.
But it never happened.
She began to feel self-indulgent, thinking that his forcing her to come back tonight meant he regretted his actions last night.
After having a few words with Lin Hanfeng, and with him gone to meet his friend, she finished all the food on the white porcelain plate all by herself.
