Tong Lu glanced at him and remained unmoved. I don't want to wear it.
"You don't want to wear it?" Leng Yejin looked at her with a profound look in his eyes. "I didn't trample on you and I didn't fall for your little scheme. Are you feeling depressed now?"
Tong Lu grabbed a pillow and threw it at him in a fit of anger. "How long are you going to keep talking nonsense? I'm your sister-in-law, why should I be upset? can you not be so narcissistic?"
Leng Yejin grabbed the pillow and tossed it aside. His eyes, which could not distinguish between good and evil, were filled with ridicule."Do you want to stay here and look at your own body in self-pity? You find it interesting to admire yourself?"
"How am I admiring myself? Self-pity?" When she talked to him, her intestines would be tangled together. It was simply impossible to communicate with him.