Mi Shen's voice came to an abrupt halt as she puffed out her cheeks, watching him.
Sour?
Not sour at all.
Her words were the honest truth!
Didn't Ye Fuling save him? The man who had never deigned to give her a proper look, hadn't he, after that incident, been willing to personally wipe away her tears?
Calling her sour? She was just facing the facts and didn't want to deceive herself any longer!
Today wiping tears, tomorrow wouldn't it be wiping off rice grains?
Seeing her huffy appearance, Li Fengchang felt rather pleased, lifted his index finger, and lightly tapped it on the tip of her nose.
"I'm already taken. Besides Miss Mi, I belong to no one else," he said.
Mi Shen: "..."
Forget it, she didn't believe his words one bit.
"You don't believe me?" Li Fengchang could tell what she was thinking.
"I don't believe you!" Mi Shen responded without hesitation.
"Why?" The man laughed in disbelief, certain that no one could outdo her when it came to denying their own feelings.
