Do you still like me?
Gu Xuanye's back shuddered violently.
The air seemed to freeze instantly.
Mo Qiansu regretted her question as soon as she asked it, wishing she could bite off her own tongue.
She looked at the man in front of her with nervous and uneasy eyes. In his deep, starry eyes, amidst the lingering passion, there was also a swirl of complex and obscure light.
He moved his lips, then moved them again.
Finally, he let out a light laugh, his lips curling up sarcastically, "Like you, this kind of woman? Don't daydream!"
"..."
A tender string at the bottom of her heart, as if "bang", was violently twisted, causing a dull pain in her heart.
Mo Qiansu laughed bitterly, hiding the injury inside her, "If you don't like me, why do you keep appearing in my life, again and again? Breaking up marriages, snatching me from Wei Tianhai's side, and keeping the dress I wore four years ago... Master Xuanye, your actions really lead to misunderstandings!"
