"Mu Qian, long time no see."
Rongrong tried to maintain a calm and indifferent smile. Even though she had completely lost love and dignity in front of this man, she did not want others to see her in disarray. In fact, they had just met not so long ago, but to her, it felt like it had been a very long time.
Mu Qian stopped a meter away from her, his deep voice as indifferent as ever, his profound eyes filled with a coldness, "What did you say to my mother?"
On Rongrong's delicate and small face, a slight smile still lingered, "I didn't say anything."
Suddenly, strong fingers clasped around her pale and slender neck, "You should know, I have plenty of ways to make you tell the truth."
"No matter what methods you use, I only have this to say, I haven't said anything."
Transparent tears slid down from Rongrong's beautiful eyes, making her slightly pale face even more pitiful and lovely.
