"I was just saying. Why are you so excited?"
Ya Quan casually played with the cup that Ma Feng threw over.
"Still talking? You're just looking for trouble! What kind of person do you think I am?"
Ma Feng's usually expressionless face finally had some fluctuations in his emotions.
How could he say such things?
"It's nothing to begin with. I think you're just thinking too much!"
Ya Quan threw the cup back to Ma Feng.
Ma Feng also accurately caught the cup that was thrown at him.
He stared at Ya Quan for a long time before hesitantly asking,""Is it really impossible between you and Serena?"
Ya Quan tightened his grip on the fountain pen and raised his head.
"It's probably impossible in this lifetime."
Ya Quan shook his head lightly, his eyes dark and gloomy.
Serena was really good, but he...
He absolutely could not implicate her.
".."