His face lost the initial anger and indifference, hesitating secretly in his heart on how to answer Su Jia's reasonable words.
While he was struggling, her voice rang out again.
This time, it carried a sob and grievance, "Lu Yanhe, you don't know that every word you say now fills me with panic. I'm afraid of angering you, afraid we'll have conflicts again."
He spoke with sarcasm, "I believe Su Jia fears no one, nor do I believe you fear me."
In this world, the person she fears the least should be him.
Because she understands better than anyone that no matter what she does, he never holds it against her and always forgives her in the end.
Su Jia sniffed, "I know you lack nothing in power, money, or women right now. I also know I'm not your match. After entangling with you for so long, I'm fed up with your attitude. Just say you don't love me and don't want to marry me, and I'll immediately draw the line and never bother you again."
