Leng Youchen stood in front of the curtain, silently watching her pack until he saw her carrying the suitcase to leave. That scene was too familiar, it stung his eyes.
He strode over, grabbed her suitcase back, and reprimanded in a stern voice, "It's freezing cold outside, where do you think you're going?"
"Anywhere but with you." Wei Anning was shaking with anger, glaring at him fiercely, "Yes, you're right, I'm just a casual woman, going on business trips with male colleagues, staying in the same room, sleeping in the same bed, I'm exactly that cheap, what does it matter to you?"
After speaking, her eyes reddened, tears welled up, and she lowered her head to snatch the suitcase, "Sorry, I tainted your precious eyes, I was originally thinking of seducing you, but you're too difficult to deal with, I can't manage it."
"Give the suitcase back to me, I'm such a shameless woman, don't dirty your air." Wei Anning's voice choked up by the end.
