Would Yan Qing let Ling Hua just walk away like that?
Of course not. If he let her go so easily, he wouldn't be Yan Qing.
So, as Ling Hua turned and was about to rush out of his door, Yan Qing grabbed her arm, "We're not done talking, where do you think you're going?"
Ling Hua didn't want to talk anymore, she didn't want to say anything; she felt she should have never provoked him, what was she thinking to bring this upon herself, and even to marry him. He and the man she had imagined marrying were worlds apart.
What kind of man did she wish to marry then?
The Yan Qing of the past, certainly not the man he has become now.
