"…" So, following him would improve my taste?
She really wanted to say that ever since she followed him, her taste actually degraded. As long as a man wasn't violent, she would think he was rather nice, quite good.
Now, in her eyes, the worst person was him.
Seeing him throw a tantrum like a child, Lin Xinlan was suddenly at a loss for words.
This man, how could he be so childishly capricious...
She really doubted that the only education he had in his life was: the strong are the bosses, strength is the truth!
That's why he liked to solve problems with violence, why he thought the one with the strongest fist was the hero, and the one who suffered in silence was a coward...
Forget it, there's no reasoning with a barbarian.
"Start the car, I'm tired," she said indifferently.
Rong Shaoze was choked up, feeling the futile sensation of punching cotton.
He had argued so hard with her, and yet she casually said she was tired...
