Ye Feimo swung a fist, Su Ran dodged it with a laugh, raising his hands in surrender, as the temper of a heartbroken man flared.
He recounted the whole situation to Su Ran. "Is it just this trivial matter?" he asked.
"It's just this tiny, insignificant issue, and she wants to break up with me over it. What on earth is she thinking all day long?" Ye Feimo coldly said, perplexed, truly unable to grasp what Wen Nuoxin was thinking.
He had told her he wanted to spend his life with her, to always be with her. Why didn't she understand a word he said? Was it his IQ that was low, or had his Chinese become too profound?
