Hearing Chu Yao suggest breaking up, Xiaofeng's expression turned ferocious.
"Chu Yao, say that one more fucking time?"
"I said, break up!"
This time, Chu Yao did not show her previous weakness, "Liu Xiaofeng! Let's end things here!"
"You wish!"
Xiaofeng immediately objected, "Chu Yao! You've held me up for seven years, and now you say we should just break up? What do you think I am, Liu Xiaofeng? A toy that you can just throw away when you're done with it?"
Chu Yao couldn't believe what she was hearing, "I've held you up for seven years? Liu Xiaofeng, I've been with you since I was seventeen. Over these seven years, have I ever spent your money? After I started working, I even paid your tuition. And now you're saying I've held you up?"
Xiaofeng, gritting his teeth, couldn't rebut.
Indeed, back when they were in school, the moment he had any money, he would go out with friends to internet cafes or indulge in food and fun.
Practically all their dates were paid for by Chu Yao.
