C213 Jealous King

Xue Wushang did not speak, nor did Luo Yanqing.

Luo Yanqing untied Xue Wushang's body and helped him up.

Luo Yanqing thought it over and over again, but still opened his mouth hesitantly. "Wushang, Uncle Xue, he …"

"I already know that he simply doesn't like me. You don't need to explain so much to him. It's not like it's the first day anyway