Le Yao didn't even look up. She ignored the other party's words as air.
"Tina seems to be hostile to me." Byron leaned closer to Le Yao. "I don't think I've offended you, right?"
"Please remove the 'seem'." Le Yao turned to look at Byron. "Sometimes, people rely on fate. Some people will be compatible the moment they meet, while others will feel the opposite. They will disgust people the moment they meet, and I dislike you. I don't know why."
Byron's expression was colorful, but he was not angry in the end. Instead, he was caught between laughter and tears. "This is really news that makes me sad… I think I'm good-looking and have a noble status. Even if I can't be loved by everyone, at least I won't be hated. However, with you, I realize that my sense of superiority for the past 30 years has completely disappeared…"
