Seeing that he was not planning to leave, Mu Hanyue raised her eyebrows and said directly: "My husband is not very good-tempered, and it is for your own good that he won't let you go. If you insist on going, you will probably be slapped before you even enter the house.
Died outside."
She wasn't trying to scare people.
Jack only thought she was scaring him, so naturally he didn't believe it: "Yue, this is not the first day you have met me. Am I the kind of person who is greedy for life and afraid of death?"
"This matter has nothing to do with greed for life and fear of death, but that you are no match for him at all." The monster in her family made up her mind and didn't care who was in the place. She would only beat him before talking.
Look at how kind she is, reminding him.
No man likes to be looked down upon, especially Jack: "Yue, although my skills are not the best, they are not incapable of even taking a single move."
He didn't want Mu Hanyue to look down on him, nor did he want to be looked down upon.
He is Jack, everyone on the street knows him.
The woman shook her head and corrected: "There is no comparison between the two of you. The result has been determined a long time ago."
"You haven't tried it yet, how do you know I'm not good?" Jack's eyes darkened, and he felt a little unhappy.
These unhappiness were not directed at Mu Hanyue, but at Jun Moye.
The so-called Mu Hanyue's husband, his enemy.
Mu Hanyue frowned slightly, obviously not wanting to tangle with him anymore. They came out just for a casual stroll, and they didn't think about how long they would stay.
However, Jack refused to leave, which would make anyone else a little unhappy.
Naturally, Rakshasa knew what the woman beside him was thinking. He raised his eyes slightly to look at the man in front of him, and said with a slight curl of his thin lips: "If you are not welcome, you are not welcome. If you are a man, don't bother. If you act like a woman, I won't tell anyone."
I feel ashamed.”
The woman's words were very sharp and heart-breaking.
Jack's eyes widened and he said through gritted teeth: "Rakshasa, can you, woman, please be quiet for me?"
"No." The woman smiled like a flower.
Jack was so angry that he raised his hand and wanted to punch her. Instead of talking nonsense with her, it would be better to have a good fight.
But when he raised his hand to his chest, the man paused for a moment, then slowly lowered it down, snorting coldly: "Old man, I'm not as knowledgeable as a woman like you, I'm superficial."
Call her superficial?
Rakshasa stared at him for a few times, with a hint of amusement in his eyes: "You are really weird. You know that we don't have a good relationship, but you insist on hitting the gun. You should know very well that there is no benefit to be gained from this.
.”
Jack raised his chin, with an expression in his eyes that said, "I just like to hit the muzzle of the gun."
Maybe it might even lead to feelings.
Rakshasa crossed his arms and looked at him with raised eyebrows: "If you want to hit someone, you don't have to be given a gun. Jack, you have to be self-aware. Putting aside the grudges between you and me, what is yours will be yours.
It's not yours, no matter how hard you try, it can't belong to you."
She saw the relationship between Mu Hanyue and Jun Moye, and no one could get in on it.
Jack had always been arrogant, but now he suddenly fell silent after listening to the woman's words.
It has been seven years, and they are no longer the same people.
In seven years, the woman never fell in love with him or stopped for him.