"Wang Qiangsheng said he didn't believe it, then started arguing with me right there, asking if I'd changed my mind, if I despised him for being poor and such, making me feel really embarrassed, with everyone just laughing at me."
"I got so angry that my face turned red, and I shouted that he wasn't worthy of me."
"Wang Qiangsheng stormed off in anger on the spot."
"I thought he'd given up, but then..."
At this point, Yan Yuexian shuddered as if recalling something dreadful.
Her pupils kept dilating, and her breathing grew somewhat rapid.
"Yuexian, Yuexian!"
Xia Weibao called her twice, and Yan Yuexian finally came back to her senses.
Yet the nervous look on her face still hadn't faded.
Xia Weibao fetched a cup of hot water and handed it to her, "If you don't want to talk about it, don't."
Yan Yuexian said nothing, but after taking a sip of the water, she tightly gripped the cup and curled up into a ball.
