An Ziqi was startled by the sudden coldness and anger in his words.
From the time she married him until now, nearly three years, Xiao Moli had never lost his temper with her, even at his angriest moments.
He had never spoken to her in such a chilling tone.
One sentence, "Have I spoiled you too much before?" seemed as if his affection and tolerance for her had vanished completely, leaving her no different from anyone else to him.
An Ziqi couldn't help but feel her eyes redden instantly, and reached out to push him away.
"It's my problem for being too audacious, relying on your pampering and love to do whatever I want. I'm leaving, you can do whatever you like later, no need to tolerate me anymore."
Xiao Moli saw An Ziqi's eyes red with tears, and only then did he realize his words had been too harsh.
He hurriedly spoke, "No, An'an, I didn't mean it that way."
