Jiang Kechu's face darkened as he said, "Don't talk nonsense, I'll take you home."
Wei Feng took two steps back, shaking her head poignantly, "Brother Jiang, don't you feel that there's already a problem between us?"
"Stop making a fuss."
"I'm not making a fuss. We are not suited for each other, I told you I want to break up! You always think you're so right, never listening to others. Can't you face our problems for once?" Wei Feng was somewhat agitated.
Jiang Kechu looked at his hand, which Wei Feng had just brushed off mercilessly. He asked in a deep voice,
"What problem could there possibly be between us? Is breaking up absolutely necessary?"
Wei Feng cast her eyes down, not daring to look at Jiang Kechu anymore, but the frustration that had been building in her heart for a long time still made her say, "We're not suitable for each other."
