I don't know, if Ouyang Ziyu knew that Dongfang thought this way, would she just throw the unfinished mousse right at his handsome face?
But no matter what, neither side knew what the other was thinking, although when Ouyang Ziyu heard Dongfang's words, she knew that he didn't want to continue the topic.
"Dongfang, do you think if I use some tricks to make Ou Keren face some trouble, that man would just hate me to death and stop pestering me?" Ouyang Yu contemplated that if one path didn't work, she'd try another.
"No way. If it were anyone else, maybe, but with that man, he wouldn't. He'd probably want to marry you even more and then really torment you," Dongfang sat on the sofa, not in a rush to go upstairs, but instead helping Ouyang Ziyu analyze the possible outcomes from the other party.
