C699 You Are a Bastard

Clenching his fist tight, his fingertip stabbing into his palm, slightly painful.

Lin Duan said softly, "It's because she is like you."

I picked up the water on the table and poured it over his head seriously.

"Lin Duan, you bastard."

I turned around and left, not wanting to talk to him anymore.

He shouted from behind, "Qianxun, because I never let you go."

I ran away in a hurry