Huo En's eyes twinkled with a deeper amusement…
"How is it not related to me?"
Mu Ziqing huffed lightly, "How is it related to you?"
"You are angry because of me, how can it not be related to me?" Huo En raised an eyebrow.
Mu Ziqing looked to the heavens in speechlessness…
But she had to admit that what he said was true.
In fact, at the end of the day, she was still mad at him for not telling her about his identity…
At first, when she repeatedly inquired, he pretended not to hear and changed the subject. Later, when she stopped asking, he conveniently never mentioned it.
In the end, she learned the truth from someone else…
"I'm not angry…"
Hearing Mu Ziqing's words that weren't matching her feelings, Huo En couldn't help but chuckle, "Is identity that important?"
Mu Ziqing pursed her lips—it wasn't about identity, it was about honesty.
He knew everything about her, while she knew nothing about him. What kind of boyfriend was he?
"I couldn't care less who you are..."
