Tang Mo'er had goosebumps when Su Zhe held her wrist. She felt disgusted especially when she was reminded of his activities with Han Xiaowan a little while ago. She tried to throw his arm off and escape from his grasp, but his hold was too firm.
"What's wrong with you, Su Zhe! Let go of me!" Tang Mo'er exclaimed, trying to wrench herself free.
Su Zhe wanted to swear, he was about to explode. "Tang Mo'er, you should stop pretending like you're so innocent and pure. Weren't you just kissing a man in the corridor?"
He had recognized them?
Tang Mo'er smirked at him and admitted, "You're right, that was me. However, I've got a question for you too. When are you going to release an album? I overheard your glorious act with Han Xiaowan and it was terrific, I almost wanted to stand there to applaud you, but I was somewhat distracted. I'll definitely show some support next time."
"You!"
