An Yeqiu's eyes were brimming with tears, her face full of resentment.
"What have you tolerated? All this time, in this relationship, I've been cautiously watching your mood, waiting for you to propose to me. Both our fathers have been overtly and covertly urging us, but what about you? Have you done anything?"
Wen Linyu didn't want to continue arguing back and forth on such a topic.
He didn't initially want to say words that hurt someone's self-esteem, but it had come to this point.
He no longer needed to hold back.
Wen Linyu looked into An Yeqiu's eyes and said, "Even if past matters weren't enough for me to propose a breakup with you, don't you know what you've done yourself?"
An Yeqiu froze for a moment.
She saw disdain in Wen Linyu's eyes.
That kind of gaze made it impossible to look directly.
Instantly, the scene quieted down.
