A Love Song in Notes

After he met her...

He clasped her hand, his face full of concern. “I can't bear to make my little Mengmeng cook. You should move in with me instead. Let me cook for my little Mengmeng.”

Hearing Beigong Jue say this, was he showing her affection, or trying to coax her into living with him?

She put on a coquettish act and said, “No!”

“Yes!”

“No!”

“Yes!”

“No!”

But after he met her...

He grabbed her by the collar and roared furiously, “Stop pretending! You must have gone to a lot of trouble to get close to me! Let me make this clear: even if you imitate everything about little Mengmeng, you'll never become my little Mengmeng! You'll always be a despicable woman!”

He shoved Xue Bingyu hard!

Xue Bingyu had a cold and a high fever, and was already feeling dizzy and weak. The shove sent her straight to the floor. Her hand landed on the shards of glass that had just been broken, and a sharp pain shot through her palm. Blood spread across it.