"Then you might as well have not said anything!" She rolled her eyes and retorted.
"Sang'er..." Ya Molian looked at her helplessly.
"Alright, alright, I won't be mad, is that okay?" What else could Lin Caisang do?
Could she really be angry with Ya Molian? Could she muster up the anger towards this man who had been nothing but kind to her? If she were truly angry, she would be unappreciative of all the meals he had cooked for her and the clothes he had washed over these past months.
Upon hearing this, Ya Molian finally chuckled lightly.
"I knew it, you wouldn't be angry with me." He said.
Lin Caisang: "!!!"
Knowing that she wouldn't be angry, yet he still had to unnecessarily confirm it with her, what's the point in doing that?
Was he teasing her?
"Hurry up and speak."
"Actually... there's really nothing much to say." After some thought, Ya Molian casually spoke.
"You..."