Because of Zong Yue's tone, Li Jun's heart tightened inexplicably, "Xiao Yue, if you're dissatisfied with me, just say it, but don't speak out of anger."
See, getting into an argument with a man like Li Jun, who values reason over emotion, gives you no advantage.
A casual remark from him can leave one feeling powerless and helpless.
Zong Yue withdrew her hand, gently rubbing her wrist, shaking her head with a smile, "You never know what I want... maybe it's just not important to you."
She didn't give Li Jun a chance to speak and briskly walked out of the villa.
Zong Yue didn't plan on arguing with him; it was a one-sided endeavor from the start, and she had no reason to blame Li Jun for anything.
But he gave warmth, also giving her the illusion of being valued.
It's like the frog being boiled slowly, permeating little by little, until she mistakenly thought he cared.
In the end, it was wanting more that disturbed her own peace.
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