"Is Qin Jian really so wonderful that you can't stop thinking about him?" His face was grim, his voice low. "He doesn't care to check on you, leaving you here for two hours. What's there for you to miss about him?"
Clearly, his mood was also very foul at the moment.
"It's none of your business," Cheng Yu replied indifferently as she continued to walk straight ahead.
"What are you holding on to?" the man suddenly roared in dissatisfaction.
"Holding on to what I want," Cheng Yu stopped and turned around to face him, suddenly bursting into a hysterical shout, "You understand this feeling better than anyone! Why do you still ask me! Why!"
Luo Gang didn't speak, just squinted at her, watching quietly.
"Help me! Luo Gang!" Cheng Yu calmed down, her strength seeming to drain away from her.
"What if I refuse?" Luo Gang said.