"You disagreeing doesn't matter, emotions involve two people. I don't want to keep dating you, you're too clingy, too lowly, not the type I like. You can leave on your own, you surely don't want to be thrown out by bodyguards, right? Maybe if you were colder to me, liked me less, then I might like you back."
Sang Qiao didn't even turn her body around, she simply spoke with her back facing him.
"Sang Qiao, stop trying to irritate me." Si Chenli's grip on her wrist remained tight.
Rather than believing she was tired of him, he was more inclined to believe something had happened to make her speak so out of the blue.
"It's not about irritating you, can the great Mr. Si really not let go of one woman?" Sang Qiao turned around, tilting her head up to stare at him with a cold demeanor.
Even though she was shorter than Si Chenli, she was the victor in this dialogue, her words alone crushing him.
