Mo Zhiyun saw his hesitation and a mocking smile appeared on his face.
Look, this man always put his own interests first, and he was always an egoist.
Lu Heyun's fingers were about to loosen, but they suddenly clenched again. &Quot; if it can make you talk to me, then I'll make it to the social headlines. &Quot;
Mo Zhiyun rudely shook off his hand. His eyes gradually turned cold and turned into ice.
"It's a pity that even if you want to be on the headlines, I don't want to say a word to you."
She turned around and was about to enter the house. Just as Lu He Yun was about to grab her, a hand suddenly pushed him away from the side.
He was very strong and had a strong sense of hostility.
Lu Heyun staggered a few steps and barely managed to stand up. He looked up and saw his cold and hard facial features. His tone was unfriendly. &Quot; you again. &Quot;
The ocean.
