An Ruo remained silent for a while, took a deep breath, and looked up to face Tang Yuchen, "You said no matter what my choice is, you would respect it, right?"
Tang Yuchen's lips were tightly pursed, his cold eyes seeming to penetrate her.
An Ruo looked away and asked him again, "Do your words really count?"
"Of course they count," the man's lips curled into a mischievous smile, his tone frivolous, "Tell me, who have you chosen to be your man?"
A flicker of humiliation crossed An Ruo's eyes. Yun Feiyang clenched his jaw and said coldly to him, "Tang Yuchen, please don't speak to An Ruo that way!"
"I'm just telling the truth. How is that insulting?" Tang Yuchen shamelessly raised his eyebrows, "Besides, I was originally her man. When she chooses you, won't you touch her, won't you sleep with her?"
"You!" Yun Feiyang was furious.
An Ruo pushed him away, a flicker of disgust in her eyes.
She didn't want to stay near this man for a second.
