"Mofeng Qin you really aren' t something!"
Ma Dayong didn' t care about the difference in status and cursed at Mofeng Qin.
"Da Yong, stop talking. Let's go."
Yue Zhengman voice was choked with sobs. He grabbed Ma Dayong hand and held him tightly, trembling nonstop.
Seeing how uncomfortable Yue Zhengman was, Ma Dayong clenched her hand. This was the first time she had held Yue Zhengman hand. It might have been because she had stayed outside for too long, her hands abnormally cold.
"Take care of your mess!"
Ma Dayong left behind a vicious sentence and pulled the Yue Zhengman out of the door. Yue Zhengman used her other hand to slowly untie the ribbon of the yellow cloak on her body, allowing it to slide down. She left with Ma Dayong regardless.
"Man Man, listen to my explanation. It's
