Brother Cheng... My Heart Hurts...

Having figured this out, a sarcastic smile formed on Luo Zheng's face and she stared at Mu Nianqing who was on the cover of the magazine. Hatred began to grow within her.

*Tear*

She began to rip the magazine into shreds and she scattered the pieces all over the floor, making it seem like the ground was covered in snow.

"Luo Zheng, you… "

Bo Hancheng was about to say something.

However, at the next moment, Luo Zheng extended her arms and turned around to hug him, burying herself in his arms… like a pet that was yearning for warmth. She began rubbing her head against his chest continuously.

Although he could not even figure out what was going on and was feeling stunned, he nonetheless put his large hand on her back and rubbed it to comfort her.

"Brother Cheng… my heart hurts… "

Luo Zheng said sullenly, unable to hide her sorrow.

Bo Hancheng's eyes turned gloomy and he asked, "Why does it hurt?"