He walked in, turned on the heating, and glared at her angrily, "Why did you go sell that thing?"
"It's just a job that makes money quickly, it's nothing."
"Quick money?" A layer of frost covered his face because of his anger, "There are many jobs that make quick money, are you going to do all of them?"
Nan Yuesheng didn't expect him to say such things. She became both angry and enraged, her eyes reddened, "I said we shouldn't see each other anymore. What I do has nothing to do with you, why are you managing what I do? This is my lifestyle."
His entire lungs were about to explode in anger. Only initially, when he saw no one was harassing her, he silently watched her work.
Until later, he simply couldn't tolerate it anymore.
Hearing her sweetly calling other men 'brother', he almost wanted to sew her mouth shut.
Now hearing her say this, Xu Mohan pinned her down on the couch, with Nan Yuesheng crying, looking at him.
"Mohan, what are you doing?!"
