Dong Hui believed she was thoughtful and reasonable, but Shi Junhe’s astonished and disappointed eyes hurt her.

She glared at Mo Junyang resentfully and thought it was Mo Junyang’s fault. “You did it on purpose.”

“Why?” Mo Junyang raised his brows with a faint smile, as if looking at a clown.

“Huh! Even if I choose Qingxue, you won’t give her to me, right? So you didn’t give me a chance to make a choice. Why did you say that much ...