She remained silent, and Yu Zexiao just laughed louder, "What's the matter, can't you talk now? Have you lost count already? You are nothing but a promiscuous woman, what pure and chaste act are you putting on? You sicken me!"
"Yu Zexiao!" Jian Anning's eyes widened in shock, never expecting such words to come from Yu Zexiao's mouth! She felt anger and a sense of humiliation that trampled on her self-respect!
He had no obligation, no right to meddle in her past! He had no authority to judge her personal morality or her past relationships!
"Take back your damned arrogance and reprimands!" She didn't hesitate to knock his hand away from her chin, her expression fierce, "In other words, even if what you just said is true, so what? Who are you to me, and what does the number of boyfriends I've had before have to do with you?"
"Haha, you've just admitted it!" Yu Zexiao laughed even harder, his smile arrogant—and tinged with bitterness.
