Nan Ke was stubborn and refused to back down at all.
Ruo Sha felt sorry for him and opened his hand, saying, "Young Master, how many times have you hurt your hand for that vine? You should let Miss Qin know your intentions!"
Nan Ke's calloused hands had countless cuts from the thorns on the vine.
"The vine has thorns, and the flowering vine has even more. I've been busy for so many days just for a smile from Miss Qin, but she left as soon as she turned her face!"
Ruo Sha was indignant for his boss and felt very uncomfortable.
Nan Ke poured himself a glass of wine and ate some small dishes, saying coldly, "She has a bad temper. If she wants to leave, let her go. It's not up to anyone else to comment."
Ruo Sha was anxious, "Young Master, you've been busy for so many days, you can't do it for nothing. I'll go talk to Miss Qin!"
"Stop!"
Nan Ke shouted, and Ruo Sha immediately stopped.
