"Pa!" Mo Yongqiang stepped forward, snatched her phone, and threw it on the ground. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms.
"You're really hitting me, silly woman!" He said in a low voice as he kissed her forehead. His voice was extremely gentle, and it was as if he was a different person compared to before.
"Let go of me. You said that you don't want to get married, so let's break up. Don't be entangled with me anymore. I can't stand you like this." She kept crying and hitting him hard.
Mo Yongqiang allowed her to cry without saying a word. He squinted his eyes, but no one knew the light in them.
