After saying that, Tang Zhou started to undo his belt, his ferocity only hiding the fear on his face.
Leng Chenmo's face instantly softened, a hint of heartache flickered in his eyes as he reached out to stop Tang Zhou's movements, his voice light and low, "Zhou, I've known for quite some time."
Tang Zhou's back shuddered violently. Immediately, he was held tightly in Leng Chenmo's embrace, "I knew about your situation a long time ago. You don't have to try to scare me off just because you're afraid of being rejected."
Tang Zhou became stiff, looked up, filled with apprehension, his voice even fiercer, "You knew all along? How did you know? You! Did you lie to me? You said you'd keep Leng Weixuan quiet. Was it Leng Weixuan who told you? Get off me, don't touch me!"
In this state, he was like a helpless little animal, only able to protect himself by venting his anger.