Pulling Xia Zhisu behind him, Ling Tian'ao faced Dongye, fire practically blazing in his eyes.
"I didn't expect cousin, you'd be acquainted with my fiancée, but it seems my fiancée isn't welcoming you!" Ling Tian'ao sneered.
"I gave Azhi a pot of Dancing Grass, and she accepted it. That means, Azhi isn't as unwelcoming towards me as you think," Dongye said.
Xia Zhisu felt like jumping up, "Young Master Dongye! I accepted your gift out of politeness!"
"Since it's out of politeness, why did you throw away the Angelica I sent you? You kept the Dancing Grass, which shows that you do welcome me."
Xia Zhisu was so annoyed by him she was speechless; how could this man be so shameless!
"I don't accept flowers! Besides the flowers from Ling Tian'ao, I don't accept flowers from anyone else!" Xu Zhisu enunciated clearly, word by word.
Ling Tian'ao couldn't be prouder!
Xia Zhisu's words were giving him so much face!
