Or perhaps it was a sickness of the heart that simply couldn't be cured.
Ye Mubei's displeasure landed on her slender chin.
"Ye Mubei, do you really have to push me so hard?" Shen Ruoxi was on the verge of collapse. She had no freedom at all, not even the freedom to eat independently, as if she were an animal kept in captivity.
Despite herself, tears filled Shen Ruoxi's eyes. As she spoke, Ye Mubei didn't deny it but instead seemed to find it natural as he tugged at the corner of his mouth, "So what if I do? It was you who first misbehaved. Those who misbehave need to be punished."
She looked at his almost paranoid demeanor, realizing there were some things she could no longer discuss with him. After all, Shen Ruoxi knew she was the person Ye Mubei detested the most now.
So should she even harbor any expectations of him anymore?