Ye Qianqian angrily glared at him.
Just as Shen Zhilie was about to say something, she suddenly opened her mouth and replied, "No, I'm not eating it! Get lost!"
With that, she slammed the door shut. The door almost whacked Shen Zhilie on his nose.
He rubbed his nose. Apprehension still lingered in his heart. He said, "It's fine if you don't want to eat it, but why do you have to get so angry?"
Ahem…
Had the words he said moments before crossed the line?
"Was what I said wrong?" Shen Zhilie cleared his throat uncomfortably. With an expression of helplessness, he said to himself, "I guess it is true that losers really can't accept the truth."
He was being deliberate. Inside the room, Ye Qianqian grew fuming mad when she heard his sentiments. With her teeth chattering in anger, she looked at the voucher and took a deep breath.
