Lin Ruochun: "....."
Could she still take back her thanks now?
Seeing Lin Ruochun's infuriated expression, Wen Qiao felt particularly pleased. Driven by rare curiosity, she asked, "Why do you dislike me so much?"
Lin Ruochun haughtily turned her head away: "You know very well."
"?"
What was with this tone of accusing some scoundrel?
"What do I know?"
Lin Ruochun didn't know if she was feigning ignorance or truly didn't understand, but she became somewhat agitated: "If you don't like Brother Jinghen, why did you agree to get engaged to him? The engagement is one thing, but why did you have to do that kind of thing, too?"
She stopped mid-sentence, realizing she had misspoken and hung her head, muttering, "Anyway, you're just a bad woman."
"Don't worry,, I won't embarrass your Brother Jinghen."
