There's no marriage that can't be broken up, only third parties who don't try hard enough?
Pfft!
Upon hearing these words, Chi Zaozao laughed.
But she didn't bother with that crazy woman, slamming the door shut, leaving her locked out.
Miao Qingting glared hatefully at the door, biting her teeth in anger.
She didn't leave, instead she stayed at the door, waiting for Ye Que to come out, to ask him for his contact information again.
In the sickroom.
Looking at Shen Qiyu on the bed, fuming with anger, Ye Que knit his brows in frustration, feeling rather helpless.
"With that temper of yours, which girl would be willing to be with you?" Although Ye Que also had a bad temper, it wasn't as impolite as his.
Meeting Ye Que's gaze, Shen Qiyu pressed his thin lips tightly together. His heart still burned with anger, but he managed to keep his voice down when speaking to Ye Que.
"My bad temper, it depends on the person."
"Oh? It varies from person to person, huh?"
