Mu Yin threw herself into his arms, tilting her head back to look at his indifferent face, and suddenly gazed deep into his profound, pond-like eyes.
Drawing in a slight breath, she mustered all her courage, "I... like you..."
The man holding her stiffened abruptly.
In his eyes, Mu Yin saw astonishment and a sudden surge of euphoria.
But it was only for an instant, then it disappeared.
The next moment—
"What tricks are you trying to play now?" His voice was terrifyingly low, as he pushed her away with one hand, looking down at her with a sneer, "I take back what I said earlier, not only are you loathsome, but you're even worse than a whore."
To think that she still wanted to use his fascination with her to pave a way for herself.
Just last night, she had personally told him that the person she liked was Mu Ke, that she had liked him since childhood and would do anything for him.
