This man!
What a terrible temper!
Chuxia was completely speechless. She was just discussing the matter at hand, and he had to storm off as if flipping through a book?
Hmph, who cares? Just leave, as long as he doesn't force her to marry him, do whatever!
After walking a bit, Mikang's anger subsided, and he felt somewhat ridiculous. How could a young girl affect his emotions so much?
With his arms bent resting on his knees and his hands holding his head, his small body curled into a ball. Seeing her like this, so fragile and so lonely, inexplicably softened his heart. He approached, but seeing where she was sitting sparked his anger again.
"Can't you find a dry spot to sit? Don't you know how to take care of yourself when you're unwell? What is your brain for?"
