Too Much Acting

"You have always paid the most attention to honor and honor, and now you don't even care about face anymore? "She's a married woman, you're nothing."

Yang Xue clenched his teeth and taunted.

"It's nothing. Yang Xue, I told you long ago that we should never meet again. This time, I can't help you."

With that, Xiao Yan got up, and prepared to leave, calling for people to send Yang Xue out.

Yang Xue only felt unreconciled. Although he had already been ruthless to her the last time, there were some things that she could not understand. What exactly did she lose to Feng Qingying?

"Why?"

Xiao Yan did not turn around, and his tone was cold, "When I first met you, I found out that you are knowledgeable and proficient in zither, chess and painting, so I admired you a lot. I had always thought that you were a pure and kind girl.