Xiaoling couldn't help but scoff at his words. She wasn't this kind of person, but hearing his unbelievably delirious words couldn't stop her from scoffing.
"I dare you say that again," She murmured.
Weisheng frowned, "I mean it. My life isn't important. If you choose to make a reckless decision, I'll choose to be the bad guy and stop you." He said with a straight face.
Xiaoling didn't want to waste her energy dealing with him, so she grabbed the tea cup before her, gulping it without thinking. He also gulped one cup after another, trying to curb his anger. The two were back on track, having arguments over everything. Every conversation was an argument.
Since he had finished breakfast, Weisheng didn't see any other reason to linger around the Clear Heart Pavilion. He left the West quarters right away. Xiaoling didn't ask him to stay either. The more distance between them, the better.
