The feeling of confrontation just now suddenly brought Shen Jingrou back to when they were in university, speaking to each other without any restraints.
Shen Jingrou's complexion slightly changed, her cheeks faintly flushed, and her gaze evasive, blatantly guilty.
In contrast, Lin Yue, who was originally full of anger, leisurely stared at the woman in front of him, "How many years have you been saying that, and yet you have never taken it seriously."
Shen Jingrou glared at him.
In the corner, An Yin suddenly wanted to cover her ears, is this something she should be listening to? Are these two in front of her not flirting and bickering?
"Lin Yue, what exactly are you thinking?" Shen Jingrou suppressed her inner anger and said through gritted teeth.
"Hmph, I made it clear from the start, I don't want to get married." Lin Yue repeated what he was thinking in his heart.
