Yan Yue shook her head in shock: "It wasn't me, why would I send you those photos?"
"Why?" Ruan Tianling sneered as if he'd heard a funny joke, "To make me misunderstand and then ruin my relationship with Jian Yufei, isn't that what you want?"
Yan Yue adopted a look of grievance, "Yes, I do hope you and Jian Yufei break up so that you can be with me. But I would never do such a thing, I just don't stoop that low! Tianling, how could you always think so low of me, don't you know me at all?"
"Your character, I understand it very well now." Ruan Tianling's laugh was cold, his gaze colder.
Lifting Yan Yue's chin, he looked at her beautifully delicate face, squinted and whispered, "Do you know what you remind me of?"
"..." Yan Yue's eyelashes trembled slightly, she swallowed, an inexplicable fear began to grip her.
