Yet, Wen Xiangyang's angry roar only got halfway when Mu Lingqian started to watch her coldly. The icy stare made Wen Xiangyang close her mouth in fear.
Mu Lingqian looked at the youngster before him, wearing a duck tongue cap, all of her hair tucked inside the cap with only a few strands of it rebelliously peeking out, giving her a lively look.
He let his gaze turn cold, the bottom of his eyes displaying a deep chill. With a raise of his hand, he removed the cap from Wen Xiangyang's head.
Her long hair scattered with the wind, making the women who were just now mistaking Wen Xianyang for a boy, show disappointed gazes. The cute boy they had just been happily chatting with was actually a girl.
With her cap tossed away, Wen Xianyang stood still, looking at Mu Lingqian.
This man, perfectly fine one moment and yet acting crazily the very next.
She really despised him!