Qin Zheng looked at Mu Anran with a cold indifference, as if he was looking at a stranger.
The contempt in his eyes made Anran's breath catch in her throat.
This was the man who had pursued her with fervent promises for over a year, swearing to treat her well for a lifetime.
But what about now?
Within a year of being together, he had been fooling around with another woman for half a year.
Thinking of this, Anran felt she had been blind.
She took a deep breath and curved her lips into a brilliant smile, "Following me? Don't bother. I have no interest in watching a pair of dogs rolling in the sheets. I'm scared of getting styes."
"Who are you cursing at?" Yang Yiyi immediately became upset. She tugged at Qin Zheng and whined coquettishly, "Zheng, look at the kind of ex-girlfriend you have, her mouth is so filthy."
