Mo Xun's eyes cooled, he pressed her hand and said, "Stop checking, it's over ten thousand."
"Over ten thousand, I don't have that much money to give you, you should take this ointment back, I don't need it," Tang ZhiLuo refused.
"It's nothing for me, as long as you're okay."
"Yes, it's nothing for you." Tang ZhiLuo's lashes drooped, "Mo Xun, take your things and don't come looking for me again."
After she finished speaking, she attempted to leave.
Mo Xun grabbed her hand, furrowing his brows, "How have I offended you? I brought you ointment, does that upset you?"
"You haven't offended me, it's just that I don't want to play with you," Tang ZhiLuo's eyes were surprisingly indifferent.
"What am I playing at?"
"If you aren't, then why is everything you say to me a lie?" Tang ZhiLuo countered, "Home appliances, clothes, cars, coffee, coupons, they are all lies. Do you realize that because of your lies, I can no longer trust you?"