C464 None of your business

Mo Wenchen lifted his head, and his trembling hands grabbed onto Mu Tianling's arm. "None of your business ?"

Mu Tianling and Mo Wenchen's ten fingers were intertwined, and tears once again flowed down her face and onto Mo Wenchen's face, sliding down his lips and seeping into her mouth.

Mo Wenchen frowned, and looked at Mu Tianling with a pained expression, "Ling ? "Ling'er ?"

"I beg you all