"How am I mushy? I'm only saying these things to you because I like you. What other woman? With you, would I still look at other women?" Bian Lang's tone was also a little agitated. "Do you know that yesterday, my friend invited me to dinner? There was a table full of internet celebrities, but I ignored all of them. I only have you in my heart!"
"Maybe you don't have your type at that table."
Bian Lang: "…"
Lu Zhen took a deep breath. "Mr. Bian, I've already made myself clear. I still have something to do today, so I'll leave first."
Lu Zhen picked up her satchel and prepared to leave.
"Lu Zhen, do you have to do this?" Bian Lang stood up angrily and stared at Lu Zhen. "Did you do it on purpose? You made me like you, but you didn't let me have you. How can there be such a heartless and hypocritical woman like you in the world?!"