Her heart tightened, Mu Yunshen had already strode in. Sitian glanced and then turned her face away, saying lightly, "You go out, I have something to say to him."
"He's not a good person," Mu Yunshen walked to her side, one hand in his pocket looking at Sheng Feng, "What did you just say about that incident with Sitian eight years ago?"
Sheng Feng squinted at him, and suddenly smiled, "It seems you haven't figured it out—made a mistake?"
Mistake?
Mu Yunshen clearly didn't understand, coldly looking at him.
"But didn't you say I'm not a good person, yet you still ask me such questions," Sheng Feng played with the bandage, "Do you think I would tell you, we were enemies by nature."
Mu Yunshen sneered, "How long do you think you can fool Shiche, he has clearly fallen for Luo Qiangwei now."
"Haven't I succeeded?" Sheng Feng smiled faintly, "As long as Sheng Tang hates him, isn't that enough."
