"Since I asked you, of course I wanted you to come with me, but now you insist on making me state it clearly, aren't you forcing me?"
Wei Chengfeng leaned back, sighed lightly, his gaze was faint, and his tone was also faint, "Su Li, can you say that you truly wanted me to go?"
Su Li didn't know why he suddenly said this and was taken aback, "Otherwise? Do you think I'm just being hypocritically polite?"
"Isn't it?" Wei Chengfeng glanced at the fruit plate in front of her, then withdrew his gaze back to her and said, "Can you say you're not angry about what happened just now?"
Angry?
It was more than just anger.
Su Li initially wanted to pretend as if nothing had happened. After all, if his temper was bad, she couldn't just act on impulse and confront him at every turn. That would only make things worse.