The door was knocked again.
Inside, the two seemed oblivious, silently confronting each other.
Lu Ziyuan hadn't spoken for a long time, until Xie Wanqing was getting a little impatient, he finally said, "Are you not angry with him at all?"
Before she could respond, he continued, "Are you really going back with him?"
He had already asked this question several times, and Xie Wanqing's impatience was about to boil over.
"This is between him and me, whether I'm angry or not is also my business, you don't need to teach me what to do."
"I may not be as clever and scheming as the two of you, but I'm a person, and I can think for myself,"
"Whether to be angry or how to be angry, I can decide for myself."
She sneered and questioned, "Are you really planning to keep being unreasonable?"
Lu Ziyuan said nothing, just lowered his gaze, locking his eyes on her face, deep and focused.
