As Li Tingyan spoke, the people around erupted into cheers and whistles, while Nianyang lowered her head.
How annoying, why is my nose so stuffy, why is the scene in front of me becoming blurry?
Tears welled up in Nianyang's eyes. She sniffed and spoke with a tearful voice, "Li Tingyan, did you do it on purpose?"
"Hmm, what's wrong?" Li Tingyan's gaze was very gentle.
Nianyang's tears still fell as she spoke in a choked voice, "You always know how to make me angry, make me sad, and then say sweet things to make me cry. How can you be so bad, such a jerk?"
Li Tingyan panicked when he saw Nianyang cry, reverting to that honest demeanor. Not daring to embrace her, he awkwardly reached out to wipe her tears, "Why are you crying? Aren't women supposed to like romance? I wanted to make you smile, not make you cry. Nini, please don't cry. It's all my fault. I'm the jerk. I'm the bad one. Is that okay?"
