"You—"
Tong Ran had a momentary urge to slap him across the face.
She was so angry she almost spat blood.
Mo Beiyan stood straight, his handsome face slightly lowered, his eyes glinting with a smile, "Master Ran, if you hit me, I won't fight back."
"…"
Tong Ran's face was cold, "Have you thought about the consequences if one day Huanhuan finds out you deceived her?"
"So what, if she comes, I won't refuse, and if she wants to leave, I can open the door anytime," Mo Beiyan ran his fingers through his short hair, his tone cold, "One person more or less doesn't matter to me. I can live without anyone, I don't rely on anyone."
Tong Ran lifted her head, gritting her teeth, "Mo Beiyan, you will eventually fall in love with someone one day."
"I won't fall in love with anyone," Mo Beiyan leaned his hands on the table, chuckled coldly, "No one is worth my love, I only love myself. Because only I won't hurt myself, everyone else might."
"…"
