Xu Youning looked at Kang Ruicheng unwillingly, but he was invulnerable all the time, and even his deep eyes looked particularly cold and hard.

In the end, Xu Youning bent her shoulders and compromised. "I know I was wrong."

"You're not wrong." Kang Ruicheng poured a cup of tea for Xu Youning and comforted her. "In the face of hatred, it's normal for humans to not be calm."

It was especially true for a person like Xu Youning, who was bad-tempered and ...