The girl sat on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably.
Xu Mushen furrowed his brows, not knowing what craziness she was up to this time.
He reached out his hand, lightly patting her shoulder, but she suddenly jumped up, throwing herself onto Xu Mushen. Her small fists repeatedly pounded his chest as she cried and yelled:
"That night eight months ago, it was all Liang Mengxian's doing! I thought, you would believe me, at least give me a chance to explain..."
"Bastard! Scoundrel, you are all scoundrels. You said sweet things while pursuing me, but what about the result?"
"All men are scoundrels, they all are..."
"Wuu wuu wuu..."
Xu Mushen's face darkened when he heard these words.
A wave of discomfort surged in his heart.
Was she mistaking him for Lin Yicheng?
Angered, he swiftly grabbed Xu Qiaoqiao's hand, his voice icy cold, "Xu Qiaoqiao, open your eyes and see who I am?"