Her figure paused for a moment before she stood up in the shoes she had already put on and turned to look at the man who had sat up.
It was still very early; dawn had just begun to break.
The tranquil light made her brows and eyes seem peaceful, and her voice was very soft, yet within the softness, there was a hint of a cold smile, "You find me disagreeable, and I can't be bothered to argue with you. Avoiding each other is to give us both time to think and deal with the issues. Otherwise, do you think we should just break up?"
Mo Shichen's pupils suddenly contracted, and his voice, still slightly hoarse from early morning, turned cold, "Wen Yi!"
