Mu Yichen's tall and straight figure stopped at the door.
"... There's no way I can help you?" Lou Cheng asked in a low, hoarse voice.
His expression could not be seen from the position with his back to the other. The only thing she could do was to guess how desperate his emotions were from his quiet and hoarse voice.
Mo Ruqing's eyes were trembling, and he laughed out of anger.
"To help... how can we help you? You are 27 years old, not 17 years old. Don't you understand Mu Lanxi? What do others think of you like this? The Mu family's heir and his sister are sharing the same bed, and their moral decay! If the Mu family collapses and Ming Sheng becomes ill because of your anger, how can you bear these sins to maintain your disgusting relationship?"
Mu Yuchen sneered and turned around,
