The more Ye Chuqing thought about it, the angrier she became. She didn't know why she was angry because of his thin attitude.
Did she expect this cold-blooded man to be a pained man with blood and flesh?
She lowered her head and simply did not go to see the cold-blooded father and son.
However, when her gaze landed on her knees, she noticed Mo Fengya's hand out of the corner of her eyes.
His hands under his sleeves were clenched into fists, so tightly that drops of blood were even dripping from his fingers.
Ye Chuqing looked at his hand in shock, and her heart was extremely shocked.
She thought he really didn't care, but it turned out that he just pretended not to care, pretending that he was not hurt in front of this cold-blooded and ruthless father.
She suddenly understood why he
