Liang Zhouyue originally didn't want to remember Jiang Li, this man, but he just had to provide her with a photo, forcibly helping her recall everything from last night.
She didn't want to reminisce and directly rejected him, "You deserve it."
If he hadn't acted outrageously towards her, she wouldn't have retaliated against him.
Right now, she had no pity or heartache for him whatsoever.
Soon, Jiang Li shamelessly started chatting with her, or perhaps it was flirting,
"I didn't come to cry on big sister's shoulder, I just wanted to tell you that biting me felt really good."
"…You're sick!"
"Love-sick, nearly dead."
"…Then why haven't you died yet!"
"Big sister's heart is really cruel."
"Yes, it is, so keep your distance from me for your safety."
"Then I choose to die on you, that's the position I'm truly willing to take."
"Get lost!"
After responding to the message, Liang Zhouyue immediately deleted Jiang Li's WeChat, and the whole world became quiet.
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