C919 An Angry Mei Yunhe
Taking a deep breath, Chen Xiaotian clenched his teeth and tried his best to not sound like there was any change in his tone.
His fists were clenched tight, his nails digging into the flesh.
At this time, he could only rely on the stimulation of pain to constantly remind himself.
Given that the other party had rejected him, it was only natural for him to be moved.
Right now