Shen Ye angrily slapped the steering wheel. This week, whenever he had free time, he sent WeChat messages to her. On days with the most messages, there were dozens of them—photos of what he was eating, and voice notes trying to coax her. Just the words "I love you" had been sent no less than a hundred times.
Yet she still acted like she couldn't see them, and she wouldn't answer his phone calls either.
Shen Ye's head was pounding with frustration. He had originally thought she was just angry and throwing a tantrum, and that he would be the one waiting to be coaxed, but who could have known that Su Li was the one truly angry.
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