Song Chengye had a smile on his face, knowing that she was angry, so he quickly tried to pacify her, "Alright, alright, don't be angry. Haven't you been doing great? That puts me at ease. Now I can retire peacefully."
"You still want to retire?!" Song Yan's voice involuntarily rose an octave, her tone fierce as she said, "Song Chengye! Don't push your luck! You want to leave without a word? Let me tell you, you wish! Forget about the door, I'll weld the windows shut too! Don't even think about having such ideas!"
Song Chengye, dissatisfied, said, "No respect for elders. Can't even greet someone properly when you see them?"
From start to finish, he never heard her address him even once.
Unexpectedly, not only did Song Yan not comply, but she turned her head and made to get out of the car, "Goodbye."
"You!" Song Chengye, so angry he almost laughed, "Come back here!"
"I heard that you cried a lot when you thought I was 'dead,' how come you're so embarrassed to see me?"
