"Let go!"
Fujiwara's cold brows furrowed even more tightly as he subconsciously shook off Dongfang Rou'er.
"If it's about Dongfang Liuyun, aren't you interested too?"
Dongfang Rou'er shouted out. Looking at her hands that had been shaken off, there was a hurt in her beautiful eyes that could not be concealed. Her hands clenched slightly in the next moment.
"Miss Dongfang Rou'er, please have some self-respect!"
Lan Xiu, who had followed behind, naturally witnessed all of this. He hurriedly stepped forward and separated the two of them.
Dongfang Liuyun!
When these words entered Fujiwara's ears, they were undoubtedly like a cluster of flames. Instantly, the silent candle in his heart was ignited. His black eyes turned and immediately stared intently at Dongfang Rou'er—
"What do you want to say?"
A low and hoarse voice sounded without any warmth.
