"..."
Ye Mingmei was already defeated by his shamelessness; before Yu Xiuzhun, she was always the vulnerable party, unable to win even an argument.
"Not speaking, are you unhappy?" Yu Xiuzhun lifted her chin, his lips curling with a wicked smile, "Have you thought of how to smile for me yet? I want a smile prettier than the one in the photo."
"..."
Ye Mingmei swallowed hard, completely speechless.
Right now, all she wanted was to stay far away from him; she didn't want to smile at all.
But, facing Yu Xiuzhun's sinister gaze, she forced a grin.
"It doesn't look good. Are you trying to make me angry on purpose? Is this how you smile at Jin Chenye?" Yu Xiuzhun tapped her cheek, picked up a photo, and placed it next to Ye Mingmei's face.
Narrowing his eyes, "Tsk tsk, the smile in the photo is like a flower, but here it's like you're crying. Did I hit you or scold you?"
"..."
He didn't need to do anything to send a chill down her spine, but Ye Mingmei didn't dare to say that.
