Upon hearing this, Lin Jiayou was both angry and amused, yet utterly helpless. How could this woman not hear that he was genuinely worried?
This was not some petty lovers' quarrel!
Even back when he was squabbling with his own younger sister—Luo Qianqian—he had never felt this worked up. Sure enough, women as a species really are both lovable and infuriating! Who knows what's crammed into their heads! Maybe the left brain is water and the right brain is flour, shake it a bit and it turns into mush. Don't shake it, just light a match, and it explodes… he honestly had no idea why her temper was this explosive.
He'd never seen Luo Qianqian this hard to coax; this was bordering on unreasonable…
Luo Qianqian had grown up spoiled by all kinds of brothers and family, totally used to being pampered, and this Cong Ying was simply even more over the top!
