"Chen Yuan, do you know what you're saying?"
Mo Qingli looked at him with disbelief.
She couldn't believe that Chen Yuan actually dared to say such words to Yang Fei.
But what Chen Yuan said didn't change her mind about him; instead, it aroused a feeling of disgust in her heart.
In Mo Qingli's view, the reason Chen Yuan dared to speak like that wasn't because of his own strength, but because he relied on her help and Uncle Lu's protection.
At this moment.
Chen Yuan ignored Yang Fei and turned to Mo Qingli, solemnly saying.
"This time, I'll let them go for your sake."
"If it happens again, even if it's you, I won't hold back."
"What do you mean by that? Are you blaming me?"
Mo Qingli's face changed.
"Whether there's a relationship or not is none of my business; mind yourself and your friends."
Chen Yuan's gaze swept over Little Yue, Yang Fei, and the others.
His eyes were indifferent; he had already said what needed to be said.
