C485 From Then on It Was Irrelevant

They didn't owe each other anything.

"Chatterbox." Hua Muyan called out.

The woman did not respond, her fingers nimbly moving as she continued to paint. Suddenly, he got angry and snatched her pen away.

The tip of the brush drew a line on the paper, creating an uncomfortable creaking sound.

"Pa ~ ~" Hua Muyan ruthlessly threw his pen, which fell to the ground and shattered into pieces