Mo Lier slightly parted her lips, "Eight years ago..."
"Eight years ago Mu Yunshen stared at her, his thin lips uttering words devoid of warmth, "Who was the woman with me."
Mo Lier trembled, her entire face turning deathly pale.
Mu Yunshen observed her reaction, further confirming his suspicions, and laughed coldly, "Wasn't it you? Wasn't the woman sitting beside me tidying her clothes when I woke up you?"
Mo Lier clenched her hands, her nails digging into her palms, and she bit her lip corner, "How did Sheng Feng just happen to bring up something from so long ago, who told you first, was it Tang Sitian?"
"Does it matter who said it?"
"Don't you care?" Mo Lier laughed sarcastically, "Did Tang Sitian tell you how bad I was, how much I wanted to hide this? Did she say she felt aggrieved?"
"Is it me who cares?"
Mo Lier seemed to be stunned by the four-worded question, her slender figure swaying slightly.
