Mu Yunshen slipped one hand into his pocket, his handsome face always dignified and indifferent, without much emotional fluctuation, "It's none of your business, it's my own matter."
His words seemed to agree with hers, but Mo Lier still inexplicably heard a hint of... wanting to sever ties with her.
A wounded expression appeared on her beautiful and proud face, but she held back fiercely, unwilling to show it, clenching her fist, choking with anger, "What exactly are you blaming me for? Tell me which thing you think is my fault! I'll return everything to you!"
"No, Lier," Mu Yunshen looked at her, his eyes deep but calm, "You are not at fault."
Finally, tears gradually surfaced in Mo Lier's eyes, "But you are blaming me! You're siding with Tang Sitian to blame me... you think it's my fault... fine, then I'll die, I'll repay you with my life!"
With that, she suddenly turned around and rushed directly towards the middle of the road.
