Xiang Hong was not satisfied, but he could not tell what he was not satisfied with.
Ding Shan's attitude was too cold. It was expected that she did not know who he was.
Ding Shan did not recognize him. He did not reveal any flaws or clues. It would be weird if she recognized him.
What was he not satisfied with?
Xiang Hong did not know what was wrong with him. Ever since he met Ding Shan, he had become unlike him. He had never thought that he would one day ponder over the two words sent by a woman.
No, he had already been too abnormal when he racked his brain to send her a private message.
He was only a little interested in her at the beginning and wanted to tease her, but unknowingly, he seemed to have lost control of himself.
And this kind of loss of control did not receive feedback from Ding Shan.
