She just let it all out, spilling years of accumulated grievances.
She was expressing her grievances.
"Do you want an orange?" Lin Murong peeled an orange for Su Yinhe.
"No, I don't want any."
Sometimes, people just feel like eating something sour and spicy.
"How could I possibly not eat?" Lin Murong was stunned.
Even if he felt a bit nauseous at the moment, it didn't mean he couldn't eat at all.
"I'm being considerate of you," Su Yinhe said with an obedient look on her face.
"I appreciate your consideration, but it's unnecessary," he said, clearly unconvinced that she wasn't plotting something.
"Whatever, you don't appreciate my concern, like a boar that can't appreciate fine chaff," Su Yinhe suddenly seemed more lively.
"Who are you calling a boar?" Lin Murong looked at her in disbelief.
"Nobody. Who could it be? Who could I possibly be talking about?" Su Yinhe shrugged.
