C515 Separation

"Does it matter?"

Wen Mian let out a cold laugh, placing her other hand over Shuhua's, slowly prying it away. She waved her wrist in front of Shuhua's eyes, her voice calm yet dripping with sarcasm. "Do you see the marks? You always act like you're the most wronged person in the world, never considering anyone else's feelings. You just want peace of mind for yourself