With just one sentence from Moh Yanchen, the room returned to silence once again. The atmosphere was very strange.
Zhou Yuncheng leaned against the sofa, drinking his wine. His eyes were slightly dark as he looked at Moh Yanchen.
"Brother Chen, we both grew up wearing the same pair of open pants. Can you not be so stubborn? Just how good is that woman? How could you not forget her in six whole years? Don't forget that she was the one who cheated on you back then. You almost lost your life because of her, but she left with someone else."
Speaking of six years ago, a ball of fire burned painfully in Moh Yanchen's chest.
"Chen, Ah Cheng is right. Don't make things too difficult for yourself. It's not worth it." For the first time, Wang Chenghao echoed Zhou Yuncheng's words. After all, he had hit the nail on the head.
They had seen everything that had happened back then, but Moh Yanchen was too stubborn. He was trapped in a pit but refused to climb up.
