An Yue's gaze suddenly narrowed. Her expression turned somewhat menacing, scaring Dang Yang into hurriedly saying, "Of course I rejected her. I told her I fell in love with you a long time ago. No matter when she confesses, I won't give her a chance."
Dang Yang felt he had said it all.
Silence.
After a while, An Yue gritted her teeth and asked, "And then?"
Dang Yang blinked, "Then she cried."
"And then?" An Yue asked.
"Then I went home." Dang Yang said.
An Yue suspiciously asked, "Facing Le Xi's heartfelt confession, seeing Le Xi's tears, you weren't moved or touched?"
She knew that a woman's tears were very powerful against men.
Dang Yang puzzledly asked, "Why would I be moved? She cried so ugly."
An Yue: "..."
Forget it.
He's such an idiot!
If Le Xi knew Dang Yang thought her crying was ugly, she would probably get so angry she'd spit blood.
Le Xi and Hua Fu are truly pitiful, to have fallen for such an idiot.
Oh well...
