"If you don't like me, don't mess with me. Why do you have to come to make me sad? Why!" Gu Yanhong looked at Lu Chuan with red eyes. "What the hell did I do wrong, ah? Say it, say it, Lu Chuan!"
"That's it, from now on we will pretend we have never known each other."
Concept: How can the biting cold wind harm that fragrant rose?