"Qiao Yebai..." Mu Yiliang smiled bitterly, "Since that's the case, why didn't you keep using me? Why confess to me?"
The man was silent for a moment, then sneered, "Probably because you're too foolish. Bullying a fool is really not interesting."
After he spoke, he looked up at her: "So, from now on, you don't need to worry about me. We never had any relationship, and I have always been deceiving and using you. It's only right that you hate me."
Mu Yiliang looked at the man's indifferent side profile and suddenly felt a pang in her heart.
"You say you've been using me all along, I believe you." Mu Yiliang's smile appeared somewhat sorrowful, "It's not that I didn't notice, but you indeed helped me a lot. I don't like to owe favors. Even if there was never any relationship between us, I would still save you this time because you were implicated by me."
Qiao Yebai's hand paused.
