Luo SuiFeng was helpless, his shoulders gradually sagging: "What the hell do you want?"
Mù Qiānxún laughed, very dominantly with her chin raised.
"What can I do? It seems that it's just and rightful for me to retrieve my own things, right? I can do whatever I want and you can't do anything about it!"
Luo SuiFeng's chest heaved violently. She was still just like two years ago, equally fearless and arrogantly unrestrained. When this song was named by Wen Rou back then, she made a big fuss and even went to the media once, almost exposing the truth.
He was very annoyed at that time.
He was also very angry, but the incident had already happened.
And... between Wen Rou and Mù Qiānxún, he chose Wen Rou.
Luo SuiFeng spoke with restrained anger: "I'm the one who should apologize to you, it's nothing to do with Wen Rou. If you're angry about anything, just vent it all on me!"
Mù Qiānxún squinted her eyes, "This is what you said!"
