"What are you doing?"
"... It's not over yet." Lin Wuyou said loudly, with a hint of helplessness in his voice, mixed with a little anger.
"Don't be angry." Si Yujin said coquettishly, her eyes full of innocence, as if she had been greatly wronged.
Lin Wuyou really couldn't understand why a grown man like Si Yujin acted like a spoiled child every day, but he did it deliberately knowing that Lin Wuyou couldn't do anything to him.
"Chen Mingsheng, I have to leave. Jiang Heng is back." Lin Wuyou's face turned cold, with a hint of impatience in his tone.
"Jiang Heng? I still can't compare to him, right?" Si Yujin's voice gradually became deeper, and the anger in his eyes became more obvious, as if there was a suppressed anger burning.
"Be good, I'm just going to the banquet." Lin Wuyou softened his tone and tried to appease him.
After saying that, Lin Wuyou put on his coat and hurried downstairs.
"Lin Wuyou, do you still like him?" Si Yujin looked at the car that was gradually driving away, with mixed feelings in her heart.
Intention: happiness