Yang Mengshan felt uncomfortable under his gaze. "What's wrong with you?"
"I'm not going to marry you," AI Wenze sneered.
Yang Mengshan did not dare to move. She stared into his eyes as if she had heard wrongly. what did you say? when you were with me, you once said yingluo."
At this moment, her eyes were like X-rays, but AI Wenze was like a bottomless pit, and she couldn't see through him at all.
There was no expression on AI Wenze's face. There was a touch of hatred and resentment in his deep, dark eyes.
