C330 Jiangshui

Qian Sansa found the scissors and neatly cut off the hair that the mysterious man had touched before and threw it away. Han Mo stared blankly at Qian Sang Sang's actions.

"Then you won't care anymore." Qian Sang Sang smiled as he spoke to Han Mo.

"Sansa, you don't have to do this. I don't really care." Han Mo was stunned for a long time as he said those words