His dark eyes were filled with coldness, like frozen seawater, glinting with a ghostly light.
Qin Youxue held her head, feeling like she was about to be driven insane by him.
This person, how could he be so unreasonable? How could he be so selfish! Acting on his whims without caring about her life or death!
She had no degree, no family, not even friends. Wu Baiqing had left, Jian Yang had left too. What would she do in the future? He had never considered her at all!
Her youth was different from his; ten years, twenty years, he might not care, but she couldn't afford to be drained by him!
Mo Hexuan walked over to the sofa and took a fierce gulp of the watermelon juice.
So infuriating!
He thought angrily.
He had kindly brought her out to vent, but he didn't expect her to be in the room thinking about how to leave him!
This ungrateful woman!
