"You won't let yourself suffer, but you're allergic to paint, aren't you?" Cui Jiangjing was so angry with her, he felt like he had a vein about to burst in his head. He had never met anyone as stubborn as her, like a sharp-edged stone in a latrine, refusing to let others near, even if it meant hurting herself.
Gu Linxi looked surprised, "How do you know I'm allergic to paint?" She had never mentioned it to anyone.
"Is there anything your boyfriend doesn't know about you?" Cui Jiangjing said, then saw her still staring at him with those alluring eyes, feeling defeated by himself, he said angrily, "I noticed your repair shop doesn't do paint jobs, asked the workers you hired, and they said you might be allergic to paint."
He was always focused on every move in her life, but this woman never seemed to have him in her heart at all. He never dared to ask if she knew what he liked to eat or didn't like to eat, afraid it would hurt his own heart.
