Mu Bingtong's lips slightly curled as she was about to say something, Yang Ping slowly closed his eyes.
Yang Kun walked over to his body, kicked it hard, and snorted lightly, saying, "Tch, a toad lusting after a swan's flesh."
Mu Bingtong's gaze suddenly turned icy. Although Yang Ping's initial approach to her was not pure, his affection for people was real, at least his brotherly affection for Yang Kun was sincere.
But Yang Kun was someone who took advantage of others' kindness and was full of schemes.
Mu Bingtong's lips formed a cold smile; she knew that this time she couldn't escape.
Yang Kun's gaze was somber as he looked at Mu Bingtong, his lips curling into a slight, scornful smile, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in women; I'm more interested in the person behind you."
Yang Kun glanced at the time; he hadn't expected Chu Ge to arrive so swiftly, indicating that Mu Bingtong held a significant place in his heart.
