"Want to get revenge on Li Hui?" Mu Liang's right eye twitched, "Put aside your prejudice, use your imagination. If you marry me, what kind of mindset do you think Li Hui will have? And what about the people who dislike you? After a breakup, any well wishes are bullshit. Seeing an ex happier than me, or with someone better than me—that's the biggest blow to him."
Mu Liang's words were extremely arrogant, yet they struck a chord with Qiao Xia. There was no doubt Mu Liang was impressive, although his background was a mystery. You could tell from his conversation and demeanor that he was far more outstanding than Li Hui.
If she married him, Li Hui and Qiao Lan would probably want to vomit blood.
Only, Mu Liang's background was unclear...
Her intuition told her that Mu Liang was not trustworthy.
"Sorry, but I'm out of your league."
"I'm within your league," he replied.
Qiao Xia: "..."
This was like the proverbial chicken talking to the duck—there was no getting through.
