"As long as it achieves the goal, what's the difference with the same reason?" Mo Ang chuckled triumphantly, increasingly wicked. "Take off."
"..." An Ning looked at the person in the video with hatred.
Mo Ang, however, looked at her indifferently, completely disregarding her hatred and anger, his voice low. "...You know you don't have the right to say 'no.' Fulfill my request sooner, and you can sleep earlier! Think about it yourself."
An Ning loathed his arrogance, feeling an uncontrollable urge to witness his suffering, her intense anger fueling her desire for revenge.
Fine, does this person want to see some twisted images?
She'll definitely let him have a good look.
