"Lin Mao, what's gotten into you?" Chen Yu stared at him, baffled.
Lin Mao leaned forward, suppressing the urge to hit Chen Yu, and angrily said, "Chen Yu, you care about your dignity and pride, so she shouldn't care about hers?! Your kind of questioning insults her character!"
Chen Yu's anger, which had just subsided a little, flared up again. He coldly retorted, "Yi Hui saw Xin Shuang confess to her with her own eyes, how can that be false?!"
"You trust Yi Hui, but why don't you trust Mo Shangjun? You've been prejudiced against her from the start, and as soon as Yi Hui said something, you concluded Mo Shangjun was the type to mess around with relationships, didn't you?! You're not in a hurry; would it kill you to ask her more questions?" Lin Mao questioned irritably.
Chen Yu jumped up from his chair, "What's your attitude?!"
Lin Mao straightened up as well, boldly meeting Chen Yu's gaze.
"My attitude matches the kind of person I'm dealing with." Lin Mao replied firmly.
