"Innocent?" The man paused for a moment upon hearing these two words, then he laughed, a slow, disdainful laugh.
"Mu Zhenzhen, do you think that, apart from me, all men are innocent and pure?"
To even describe a man as innocent.
"Mo Xingyuan, what are you trying to say?" Mu Zhenzhen tried hard to suppress the anger in her heart.
Not everyone is like him, capable of such despicable deeds.
"If Huo Jiaqi knows what's good for him, he should know to keep his distance from you."
Mo Xingyuan didn't explain further, simply lifting the black coffee from the table and taking a big sip.
"Why should he?" Mu Zhenzhen asked almost instantly, then looked at Mo Xingyuan with amusement, "Why should he keep his distance from me? Am I poisonous? Can't I interact with people, can't I be with him?"
