Mu Nan obediently shut his mouth and glared at that brat with hatred. He raised his chin and returned to Gu Yu Ze's side, not saying a word.

Ma Kun was still struggling, like a crazy beast, about to bite Mu Nan's neck in the next second.

Gu Yu Ze slanted his hands into his trousers pockets. He wore a thin black trench coat and was unruly. He didn't have any extra movements. The feeling he gave off was that he was extremely arrogant and handsome. Standing in front ...