"Hey, you're not this heartless, are you? I came all the way back just to comfort your wounded little heart with my charm, and you treat me like this." Shangguan Hao wailed on the other end of the phone.
An Ziqi raised an eyebrow, "Do you even have charm?"
"Damn it, I knew it. You must have been corrupted by that sharp-tongued Xiao Moli. I'm so handsome, suave, elegant, with breathtaking looks and invincible charm, how could I not have charm?"
Shangguan Hao almost jumped up in anger. Ever since An Ziqi got together with Xiao Moli, she had become increasingly sharp-tongued.
"Shut up, can you have some shame? Talking about breathtaking looks, aren't you feeling guilty and blushing?"
An Ziqi said disdainfully.
"Nope, what's the use of a face? Can you eat it? Can you marry it?" Shangguan Hao said with righteous conviction.
Back then, he was too concerned about face, so he didn't take advantage of the time when An Ziqi and Xiao Moli were fighting to woo her.
