Ah, so angry!
Did Wen Yanqing do it on purpose?
He must have done it on purpose!
Lin Gantang stomped her feet and grabbed the clothes, wanting to hit him. However, what was she wearing? If she moved too much, she would expose herself! The blanket draped over her body was still being sat on by this fellow, her every movement being controlled everywhere. How infuriating!
The key was that Wen Yanqing was still explaining sincerely. He lowered his eyes and said in a slightly bitter tone, "I've been waiting for you to accept my gifts for a long time. Didn't you notice that the clothes you just opened is no longer the most fashionable floral print?"
Wen Yanqing's sweat dampened his hair and it stuck to his forehead obediently, adding a touch of vulnerability.
Lin Gantang could no longer make a scene on the spot.
She looked at the clothes in her hands.
