"How do I feel about this? Don't you know?" Mo Liuxi snickered and lowered his head further. At this point, Yan Su was cornered like a little bird in a nest.
Yan Su frowned in frustration...sometimes she knew,...but what happened between him and An Ning always clouded her judgment. "Mo Liuxi, I don't know. You always tell me I have poor taste. My family tells me the same thing. They say that I focus on superficial appearances too much and don't focus enough on the person inside. I'm lost and confused. I'm scared..."
"At least you know yourself," Mo Liuxi said through gritted teeth. For a long time, he hated her taste in men. He couldn't help but add viciously, "Yan Su, I don't know what you've done to me. I can't get you out of my system. It's impossible to move on even after all this time."
