Wei Jiaming put the last bun into the lunch box and packed the lunch box into a thermal bag.
He turned around and looked at Jiang Anan.
At this point, Jiang Anan had already grabbed a rolling pin, ready to drive Zhou Chong out.
She was truly infuriated.
Now, she felt no affection for Zhou Chong, only disgust and regret.
She had really been blind to have fallen for such a man.
She didn't believe a word of what Zhou Chong said.
"Do you want to leave on your own, or shall I throw you out?"
Jiang Anan asked coldly.
The affectionate look on Zhou Chong's face slowly cracked: "Nannan, I, I really know I was wrong, can you give me another chance, we were so good together..."
"Get lost." Jiang Anan swung the rolling pin: "Have you no shame? I can't believe you still have the audacity to show up. Since you're asking for it, I won't hold back."
Zhou Chong was hit, and it hurt terribly, but he still wanted to salvage their relationship.
