Gu Jiangnian was unyielding, "Answer me first."
"I was wrong to get emotional, I apologize," Jiang Muwan bowed her head, showing courage in admitting her mistake.
But Gu Jiangnian seemed unsatisfied with the way she apologized, coldly tossing out two words: "Perfunctory."
If he ever irritated Jiang Muwan, the fiesty woman would surely find every possible way to get even, but once the roles reversed, it was nothing but perfunctory.
The argument ended there, and to say that Jiang Muwan conceded was, in fact, true.
When Fang Ming entered, the blood on the back of Gu Jiangnian's hand had already coagulated, and Jiang Muwan's face and clothes were all stained with blood, leaving little doubt about what had just happened.
As an outsider, he had no right to speak; he looked at Gu Jiangnian with a solemn expression, thinking: Yet another recklessly daring soul.
After the commotion came peace.
