After getting in the car, someone turned to look at that eye-catching bouquet, their dark eyes full of displeasure: "Can't you just throw this damned flower into the trash?"
Mu Xiangwan glared, her big watery eyes full of innocence, "What did this flower do to provoke you?"
Seeing her pretend to be clueless, Su Chaoyang bit his lip to suppress his anger, "Do you really want me to use special measures?"
"Crazy!" Mu Xiangwan ignored him, sitting upright, her pale fingers still playing with the flowers.
Su Chaoyang was about to start the car and leave but seeing her look so lovingly at these flowers made anger surge inside him again, "Mu Xiangwan, are you ignoring my words?"
He seriously doubted whether he had spoiled her too much these days, and now his words carried no weight!
She clearly knew what he cared about, yet she deliberately did this.
He also knew she was doing it on purpose, and actually had no interest in that Han Wenxuan at all, but he still felt very uneasy!
