บท 119: Chapter 119: Her Cold Reception

Her rejection severely wounded his pride and made him lose all face.

Clenching the box tightly, he violently smashed it onto the ground, where it burst open, and a diamond-studded butterfly brooch fell onto the floor, emitting a crisp sound.

Lin Xinlan stopped struggling, and she looked at the brooch, a bit slow to react.

The brooch was beautiful, shining brightly under the light—temptation no woman could resist.

Suddenly, a leather shoe stomped hard on the brooch, and Lin Xinlan heard a cracking sound—the brooch shattered.

Rong Shaoze's foot moved away, and the once perfect brooch lay in pieces, just like a perfect heart broken beyond repair.

"If you don't appreciate it, so be it. An ungrateful woman who doesn't know what's good for her, you think I care about giving you a gift!" Rong Shaoze said coldly and angrily, letting go of her hand, then walking away a few steps, hands on his hips, still in extreme rage.

"Get out!" He said without looking back.