Su Li was already running a fever, and now, listening to his words, her head was spinning unbearably and her heart began to grow agitated, to the point where she didn't even have the desire to explain.
"Did I say anything? I haven't even said anything yet, and you're already imagining things," Su Li turned her head away, waving her hand weakly, "Forget it, think whatever you want."
If she had explained further, Wei Chengfeng might have felt a bit better, but seeing her now too lazy to explain, the anger he had been suppressing erupted all at once.
"What kind of attitude is this? Are you feeling guilty, is that it?"
Su Li's face also darkened. She thought she had reached a point of nonchalance over these days, but no, Wei Chengfeng's irrational behavior still gave her a splitting headache.
