Zhao Guodong ignored her, showing contempt as if he didn't even see Ma Yue. He only stared at Fu Lei, the person who humiliated Ye Ling. Zhao Guodong wished he could punch him, but he couldn't do that. He needed to drag Fu Lei in front of Ye Ling so she could see his true colors, rather than be deceived by appearances.
Fu Lei's smile was so sunny, yet the words from his mouth were cruel, "Feelings? You're still too impulsive and immature. Feelings need to be based on maturity. If you've chosen the wrong person, it shows you're still immature. So why talk about feelings? It's irresponsible to yourself and others."
"Have you been responsible to Ye Ling? You're playing with her feelings," Zhao Guodong shouted, catching the attention of passersby.
Dong Minghui, feeling embarrassed, tugged at Ma Yue, "Let's find another place to talk. How about getting in the car? It's almost time."
