Wen Muqing gritted his teeth, staring fiercely at the person before him, and at this moment, he actually couldn't refute her words.
"Therefore, whether I live or die, it has nothing to do with you. You can leave now," Ren Chuqing said.
Her indifferent and distant tone made it sound as though he really was just an insignificant person to her. Wen Muqing looked at the girl in Qin Jingzhi's arms with bloodshot eyes and suddenly stepped forward quickly, violently pulling her out of the other's embrace.
"Ren Chuqing, I'm telling you, without my permission, whether you live or die is not your decision to make."
Ren Chuqing took a sharp breath in, her arm aching from where he had grabbed her.
Qin Jingzhi frowned and gripped Wen Muqing's wrist, "You'd better let go of Chuqing right now!"
Wen Muqing said with a face full of disgust, "Qin Jingzhi, what gives you the right to tell me to let go?"
