Su Luo was righteously defending her so-called principles.
Lu Jinghan smirked coldly without even glancing at Su Luo: "Did I ever say I wanted to divorce my wife? Did I ever say I liked you?"
"I'm confident that I can win you over. If you once agreed to be my boyfriend, you can do it again now."
"When you truly love someone, you want to be with her every day, and miss her when you can't see her, unable to resist wanting to kiss her and have her. But during the week I was with you, I never had such thoughts, I really don't like you."
Su Luo's hands were clenched tightly into fists at her sides, her voice inevitably rising: "I just like you, I'm just going to take you away."
"Enough, shut up."
Su Zhenyuan, who had been sitting on the sofa without speaking, was so angry that he pounded the table. He didn't even know his daughter could do something so ridiculous.
