Did he ask this question because he wanted to see himself cry?
Mu Lingyue curled her lips and smiled.
She also saw that he would never show mercy to her because of her tears.
In this case, there was no need for her to cry.
"why are you laughing?"[
He frowned again, this humble mortal, what is so funny about his words?
Mu Lingyue looked directly at him. His eyes used to be silver, a very beautiful color, as if the moonlight had poured into his eyes.
But now, his blood-red eyes only make people feel scared.
In the past, she didn't think there was anything good about Lan Qingyue.
But now...she really misses him from the past.
Lan Qingyue, who is charming and naughty, teases her from time to time, patiently accompanies Zijin, and stands up for her at critical moments.
Will he really never come back like that?
"Mr. Lan, you seem to want me to cry, don't you?"
Lan Qingyue was startled for a moment.
Mu Lingyue added, "But if crying can solve everything, I am willing to cry all day and night, but I know that you don't like women to shed tears, it will only make you feel disgusted."
He knitted his brows tighter, looked deeply into hers with his red eyes, pursed his lips, and there seemed to be some detection in his eyes, "How do you know that I don't like women crying?"
Humph, his guess was indeed correct, this woman was actually secretly spying on him.
"I think Mr. Lan has made it very obvious. Anyone who is not blind will see it."
Lan Qingyue was convinced that she was spying on her secretly, and did not believe her words at all.
He felt even more disgusted with her.
This woman was indeed as scheming as he thought. If it weren't for the relationship between Yanmo and a woman like her, he would have been rude to her long ago.
His face was originally cold, but now it was even more sarcastic, and he laughed coldly, "It's good that you know, then you should also know that I hate stalking women even more."
"You go."
He turned around and said coldly, "If you don't want me to really hate you, don't come here again. If you make me angry, I don't care what your relationship is with Yan Mo. I won't be polite to you then."
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Mu Lingyue nodded without further entanglement.
"Okay, Mr. Lan, I'm sorry to bother you, I'm leaving..."
She turned around and left.
After she walked away, Lan Qingyue turned around and looked at her retreating back calmly.
Her petite and thin back looked like she was lonely.
He frowned and put his hand on his heart. He didn't know why, but he felt a little uncomfortable. This feeling was very strange, and he didn't know what it felt like.
It seems a little stuffy and a little painful.
Why does this despicable mortal feel like this every time he sees her, especially when she looks pitiful?
He never wanted to see this woman again.
How could his mood be affected by a humble mortal?
She left, but the sweet-scented osmanthus cake she brought was scattered on the ground.
The air was filled with a sweet aroma, and the aroma of the osmanthus cake turned into powder was even stronger.