Ling Hua never expected it to be so severe.
She looked at Yan Qing in horror, "Brother, why go to such lengths?"
Yan Qing's face was a mask of calm, his expression cold, and especially his eyes, which were very somber, "You've affected my mood."
"I..." Ling Hua was utterly confused, as she tightly grasped Yan Qing's sleeve, "Brother, where did I affect you, just point it out, and I'll change."
"Everything about you affects my mood, even seeing you disturbs me," Yan Qing pointed out mercilessly, "So, do you have anything else to say?"
Ling Hua took a deep breath, "I don't think so."
"You scheme against others, and you still think you're in the right?" Yan Qing sneered, "Do you really think that your scheming to marry me will just pass so easily? I'm telling you today, it's impossible. The only reason I married you was that I keep my word, but since you've influenced me, you've broken the original agreement."