Tang Zhiluo said sarcastically, "That's true. Now that you have a better option, you naturally think little of me."
She didn't realize how sour her words sounded.
But Mo Xun caught on right away.
Thinking of Qin Yuwei's face, he snorted, "Jealous?"
Though his words were unforgiving, he wasn't really angry in his heart.
"I'm not jealous!" she retorted. "She's so beautiful and comes from a wealthy family, anyone would be moved if it were me..."
She hadn't finished her sentence when he grabbed her arm.
Tang Zhiluo turned around in pain.
Mo Xun leaned over, staring at her darkly, "You dare?"
"..."
What was he talking about?
Did he think she was moved by Qin Yuwei?
Was he out of his mind?
What she meant was, it wasn't unjust for her to lose to Qin Yuwei who was beautiful and came from a good family background. How could few men resist such a rich and beautiful woman?
Just as she was about to speak her mind, Mo Xun's phone rang.