Just as Su Li had suspected, Wei Chengfeng was indeed angry.
Having his affections rejected naturally didn't put him in the best of moods, let alone the meaningful words that Su Li had spoken, which made it even harder for him to contain his anger.
She didn't like it, so she didn't want any part of him, no matter how good he was?
So, was she trying to say that she didn't love him, and therefore scorned what he was offering? God knows Chengfeng had never been so attentive to any woman in his life, and here she was, so unappreciative. How could he not be angry?
It was only after getting into the car that Su Li finally caught her breath, rubbed her somewhat sore calves, and joked heartlessly, "Having long legs is quite something, isn't it?"
Wei Chengfeng turned to look at her, his gaze deep, showing neither pleasure nor anger.
It wasn't that he showed no pleasure or anger, at least Su Li could tell that he was still angry.
"What, did I say something wrong?"
