He quickened his steps, extending his arms holding the bouquet of roses.
Yan Zao quickly dodged, "Liu Xiaoqiang, have some self-respect."
Liu Xiaoqiang came up empty-handed.
Turning around, he looked at Yan Zao with a frown and annoyance, "Zao, you've gone and married that stone-faced Lan Mu, when you could've married me. Why would you do that to yourself?"
When mentioning Lan Mu, he gritted his teeth with a feeling of deep hatred.
If it wasn't for Yuanjing telling her that Lan Mu had beaten up Liu Xiaoqiang, she would be curious as to why Liu Xiaoqiang hated Lan Mu so much; it was clearly not just because he was a romantic rival—it had been so for more than a year or two.
Yan Zao looked at Liu Xiaoqiang speechlessly, not wanting to talk, not wanting to talk to him.
Why, after all these years, was he still the same annoying person?
Yan Yuanjing came in from outside, pointed at Liu Xiaoqiang, and scared him, "Liu Xiaoqiang, watch out for Lan Mu coming to beat you up."
