Bo Feng listened.
Is he telling him that the man is a thing of the past?
Is she in love with herself now?
Sure enough, she was still infatuated with him and liked him terribly.
Xiaohua spoke up.
"Ding-dong, the male lead's affection level has increased by 2, currently at 82."
Su Yan continued
"Do you have any other questions? If not, let's just let this go."
Upon hearing this, Bo Feng couldn't help but look at her, his tone icy.
"Turn the page? Who said they liked me when we got married? Less than two months later, they brought up his ex-lover again, and you're just going to say one thing and never mention it again?"
His tone was cold, and his expressionless face carried a sense of oppression.
Su Yan lowered her eyelids.
"I don't like him."
"Who knows?"
Bo Feng got angry as soon as he heard her say that.
dislike?
You didn't like him, yet you filled a whole book with his drawings?
She doesn't like him but calls him her "male god" and says she'll never marry?
She's just giving him the runaround!
Bo Feng's jealousy was stirred up once again.
My heart is bubbling with sadness.
He was her husband, but he never painted a single picture for her.
Su Yan could tell from his expression that he didn't believe what he was saying at all.
She pursed her lips slightly.
He clenched his fist
"You don't believe me, so what are you planning to do?"
His tone was no longer as light as usual; it carried more of other emotions.
"You think I like someone else, not you, and that I married you for ulterior motives? Then what do you want? A divorce?"
As soon as she finished speaking...
Bo Feng was so angry that his blood pressure went up.
"you!"
His face grew colder and colder, his lips pressed tightly together, and he couldn't utter a single word.
The blood pressure and pulse were still rising.
The machine is flashing red and beeping.
That's enough to show how angry he is right now.
Su Yan asked a question.
Bo Feng has been slow to provide an answer.
He stared intently at Su Yan, as if he wanted to bore a hole through her with his gaze.
Su Yan pulled over a chair and sat down.
"I told them before we got married that we would have a three-month trial period, and if we felt it wasn't right, we could get a divorce."
The more he spoke, the colder Bo Feng's expression became.
The surrounding air seemed to be freezing solid.
She paused, then spoke again.
"Since you think I'm not suitable, then we..."
Before the word "divorce" could be uttered, Bo Feng's icy voice interrupted.
I disagree.
Su Yan blinked.
"What's the reason?"
"No reason!"
He spoke in a harsh tone, giving her no chance to refute.
The two looked at each other, and Bo Feng seemed very angry.
His face was cold, and his chest heaved noticeably.
After a moment of silence, Su Yan spoke.
“These past few days, you haven’t wanted to talk to me and have acted as if you don’t want to see me. This is what you call passive-aggressive behavior.”
Bo Feng glared at her angrily upon hearing this.
He's using passive-aggressive tactics?
Finally, after speaking very little for the past few days, he couldn't hold back any longer.
"You like that Zheng Yao, and not just like him, you've filled a whole notebook with his portraits. Who was it that said they only wanted to marry me? You've been lying!"
Bo Feng was filled with anger the moment he brought it up.
This really stirred up a lot of jealousy.
She said nice things at the wedding.
She said she only liked him and only wanted to have him.
She deceived him, coaxed him into marrying her, and then turned her back on him.
Not only did she keep that booklet, she also called him her male god and campus heartthrob husband.
He's clearly her husband!
She deceived him like that, and he can't even be angry?
Besides, in what way has he neglected her these past two days?
He eats whatever she feeds him.
Didn't you swallow that damned, awful carrot too?
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