C77 Hurt Each Other

I stole a glance at him. His face was cold, expressionless, as cold as a knife.

"Tang Yuchen, don't you hate me now?" I mustered all the courage in my body and wanted to ask him with a smile, but his cold eyes swept over. The courage that I gathered with great difficulty disappeared instantly. I wanted to laugh, but the muscles at the corner of my mouth couldn't be moved