"Dad, what nonsense are you spouting again?" Su Yiyi became even angrier, glared at her father, wiped away her tears, and said to Li Yifei, "Brother Li, come into this room here."
Su Yiyi's home had three rooms, with the central living room in the middle and one room on each side. The mahjong game had just been in the living room, and Su Yiyi directly opened the door to the left room, pulling Li Yifei in, then closed the door with a bang.
"Yiyi, I'll go buy some groceries. I'll have a drink with Little Li later, you take good care of him," called out Su Yiyi's father from the living room, and then he left with a smile on his face.
"Brother Li..." Su Yiyi twisted the hem of her clothes, tears streaming down her face.
Li Yifei pulled Su Yiyi into his arms, wiping away her tears as he spoke, "Don't cry, what's there to feel wronged about?"
