cyril's voice grew softer and softer as he spoke, and gradually, it became unclear.
the cold sweat on his forehead dripped down along the lines of his well-defined side profile.
there was no expression on luo chenxi's face, but cyril felt guilty when she stared at him in such a manner. he groaned in his heart.
fu jingxuan was really too unkind. as a former president, was he being so nice?
they had clearly agreed before they came that luo chenxi would never drag him down with her if she were to pursue the matter in the future.
and the result?
after being glared at by his precious little princess, he immediately cowered. even his conscience had been eaten by a dog. he actually dragged an innocent junior like him down with him!
luo chenxi scoffed. she swept her gaze across the two of them. " that's enough. there's no need to explain anymore. any explanation is just a cover-up. "