The Start of the Competition

Lin Yueyin had to be controlled by others in everything. She felt miserable in her heart, so she poured out her grievances.

Unfortunately, Lu Ping didn't respond at all.

"Oh..." Lu Ping made a long sound and casually replied.

Then, he picked up the teapot on the table, opened the lid, and drank it.

After he finished drinking, spiritual energy circulated in his body.

Lu Ping smiled and said, "Mrs. Lin, I've finished my tea. I'm sorry, but I have something to do, so I'll be leaving first." 

Lin Yueyin was dumbfounded. How could he be so unromantic?

Seeing Lu Ping leave, Lin Yueyin bit her teeth lightly and said resentfully, "This guy is too much! Is He a blockhead? Can't he comfort me a little?" 

Lu Ping walked out of the tea house and let out a sigh of relief.

This woman was full of pity.

Even he couldn't help but feel the urge to pull her into his arms when he saw the mist in her eyes.