Her mind went blank, she couldn't think of anything, she just stared at him.
Want an answer.
Mu Youche suddenly raised his eyes and directed his cold gaze at her. He seemed to have a lot to say, but was blocked by something and couldn't say a word.
It turns out that she has always been so suspicious of him and viewed him this way.
He was a man who was gentle with her, talked sweetly to her, and could kill her with his own hands.
Is that so?
in her heart.
His eyes turned cold, "There were so many opportunities in the past, why didn't you ask?"
Chu Yue looked at him steadily and said slowly: "Did you give me a chance to ask? You are aloof and domineering, and you say exactly what you said. Did you give me a chance to express myself?"
Mu Youche snorted, the king's pride and arrogance were not damaged in the slightest.
Still so unattainable.
Proud and inviolable.
"Do you think you are qualified to talk to me now, and I will tell you the answer now? Chu Yue, do you really feel so good about yourself? Do I, Mu Youche, still have the slightest bit of admiration for you?"
He clenched his fists, but his short nails still dug into his palms, causing severe pain.
The blood all over Chu Yue's body solidified, turning into a sculpture, unable to move.
Yes, he no longer loves her.
But what does this mean? She must know the truth.
Otherwise, there will be no peace in your life.
She gritted her teeth and held on tightly to prevent herself from feeling any sadness.
She narrowed her eyes and said slowly: "Yes, now you are no longer King Wu Mu, you are a man. I am a woman. We can have a fair conversation. You tell me the answer. Is it you?"
"Then I'll ask you a question. If you answer me, I'll answer you again."
Mu Youche squeezed the tea cup tightly with her fingers and looked deeply.
Chu Yue raised her eyebrows, "You ask."
"Have you ever loved me? Are you and Chu Heng really..."
He bit his lip and couldn't ask any more, so he forced himself to say, "I have...an old relationship."
The blood all over Chu Yue's body suddenly rushed to her head, almost knocking her unconscious.
He actually thought like this, and thought of her in such a miserable way.
She sneered, "Does it matter if we love or not? Chu Heng is my brother. He will always be my brother. Don't use your own filth to measure others. Now, tell me your answer."
She stood up suddenly.
Mu Youche raised his head slightly, stared at her deeply, his eyes were cold, and his voice was like a knife: "Yes."
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Chapter 8. I am so brave. I don’t know how long I can hold on. I feel like playing. I have to hold on, hold on~
