She quickly covered her mouth with her hands. Alright, forget it. He should break up for such a reason.
"Well, I'll make a glass of milk." She rose to her feet, feeling a little embarrassed, and she had to leave.
Her hand had been taken by Ye Hao, his low voice resonated behind her.
"Yanyan, you don't have to worry about her. I had no feelings for that woman, if one day she finds you and says how much I loved her, you just tell her: She used to be as pretty as a flower in my eyes, but now she looked like shit. Please get out of here."
He Xiyan:...
His words were rough and hard. It was really bad.
He Xiyan was stunned as if heaven and earth had turned upside down.
It was the first time she had heard a man described his former lover in this way. Was it hate or disgust?
"I... I'm going to make the milk." She hurriedly walked away. Her face was blushing and she regretting asking about it.
