Mu Jingzhe had a headache. "No, Mu Xue, you've really misunderstood!"
She explained as quickly as she could. "I'm really not interested in Tang Moling and have never wanted to snatch him away from you. I really don't have any feelings for him."
Had she eaten too much, or was she so tired of living that she wanted to snatch away the male lead?
She didn't have a death wish.
Mu Xue still didn't believe her, so she gritted her teeth.
"I can swear that even if Tang Moling was the only man left in this world, I wouldn't take another look at him!"
Mu Jingzhe was forced to swear.
Tang Moling stood aside, feeling completely ignored.
He felt tired.
Mu Jingzhe was also exhausted. "It's really true. Mu Xue, I hope you believe me."
