"How come every issue can be traced back to Luoxue?" Li Tingshen's expression was slightly cold, "Three sentences and you bring up Luoxue again. Do you hate her that much?"
"Of course, I hate her." Gu Mian turned her head, looking straight into his eyes, "If you were me, having sat in jail for a year for no reason, left with a permanent record, making it difficult to find a job, wouldn't you hate her?"
Before Li Tingshen could speak, she laughed softly, "How stupid of me to ask you this question. You're born a favorite of the heavens, you'll never have this kind of trouble, so you can't understand my hatred."
