However, Bei Lingfeng still didn't care at all.
He put his hands in his pockets, looking at Sister Lin with a half-smile, and said, "I don't think you're being emotional right now... I'm just thinking, jealousy or emotions, these are just common issues for women. Why can't they coexist with you?"
"You..." Sister Lin heard this and felt so embarrassed, she was overwhelmed.
She suddenly felt like Bei Lingfeng was teasing her again, but she had just spoken very seriously.
Sister Lin really hated this feeling.
She hated the noise of this city, hated its superficiality, and hated even more the flippant and irresponsible men in this world of decadence.
Because she's always been someone who easily takes things seriously.
Over there, Bei Lingfeng suddenly stopped smiling and stared at Sister Lin. The silence between them made the air so cold it was suffocating, making Bei Lingfeng feel very uncomfortable. He turned and pointed to the two cocktail dresses in the bedroom, saying:
