Shui Qingyue hurriedly grabbed Liu Minghui's arm, urgently saying, "Brother Minghui, don't misunderstand, Big Brother Song is really a good person, he's not as bad as the rumors say."
Liu Minghui's face grew even uglier, his teeth gritted as he said, "Fine, in just these few days' time, you've come to know he's a good man. You've known me for so long, we even have that kind of relationship, and you won't even let me kiss you, but now you're saying he's a good man. It seems that guy has really made you happy, huh."
"You... What are you talking about? How could I be that kind of person?" Shui Qingyue's eyes suddenly reddened.
Liu Minghui angrily said, "Hmph, not that kind of person? He's a beast who would even take his own sister, and you've been with him so many days. You say there's nothing between you two, do you think I'll believe that? Do you take me for a fool?"