So that's how it is!
Chi Zaozao looked at the man at the bottom of the stairs, her eyes red, throat raw, and chest heavy, feeling very uncomfortable.
She wouldn't accept it, couldn't accept how he had spoken of her so harshly.
She took a deep breath and glared at him in rebuttal, "Ye Que, how is my thinking dirty? I just like you, I want to be with you forever, is that wrong too?"
He stood at the lower end of the staircase, and she at the top, their gaze locked. It was the first time she had looked at him with tears in her eyes, pitifully wanting to break down and cry.
He remained as cold as ice. Initially intending to go upstairs, he now turned around, with his back to her, decisively leaving the house.
