"If you bring these messed-up things home, I dare you!" Xiao Qingcang didn't bother to be polite to her.
Shen Hanqian's anger flared up, and she shouted at him, "I'm not even angry, what are you angry for? You're just trying to act cute after getting a bargain. You talk nice, saying you don't want it, but maybe you've got one of these things in your room. Now you're pretending to be Mr. Righteous with me. If you were decent enough, do you think I would have thought to buy this assistant home? I bought this thing because I can't stand your shameless 'Yù' nature; do you understand that?"
"You still dare to throw a tantrum at me now?" Xiao Qingcang couldn't believe it, widening his eyes in disbelief—she had some nerve!
