This sentence made Lan Xi, who had already suppressed his grief, tremble again. Tears quickly rose from her watery eyes. Her fingers tightly held Mu Yichen's clothes and stared at Mo Ruqing. She said, "Do you know that I really hate you?"
Mo Ruqing's body shook! His face turned red and white.
"I really didn't hate a person so much... You can look in the mirror and see how kind and elegant you are on the surface, but how bitter and harsh you are on the inside..." Lan Xi's voice was hoarse. The eyes on her pale face trembled fiercely, and the end of her nose was filled with a strong sourness. She held back her anger and looked up at Mu Yuchen. "And you—"
The sharp pain spread in her chest. Lanxi bit her lips hard and could not hold back her tears. The hot mist quickly condensed in her eye
