Not Giving

Yun Huan took the bowl of porridge that Lin Qing handed to him unhurriedly and stirred it casually. There was a noble air around him, full of gracefulness as he said, "Speak here if there's anything to be said."

Zheng Zhong frowned, "I want to speak to Big Bai, not you. Who are you to make me talk over here? Why are you so demanding?"

Zheng Zhong hated Yun Huan. He grew up with Chen Che and ever since this annoying bastard came over, Chen Che was solely focused on this one person - Yun Huan hogged Chen Che for himself and Chen Che would always protect Yun Huan.

Yun Huan sneered, his bright and fair face cold and handsome, his thick rebellious brows raised. Under his long, slightly curled eyelashes, his dark peach blossom eyes were icy and indifferent. He had a high nose bridge and pink lips that were akin to the petal of a rose.