The fury in Crown Prince Mo's pupils was so extreme that it could soar into the heavens.
"Bang!" The wine cup in his hand disintegrated into a fine powder that instantly scattered in the breeze.
Assume responsibility? Where did this scoundrel come from, considering himself her guardian angel and wanting to assume all responsibility for his darling?
Then what about him? What was he, Mo Lian, to her?
The crown prince was enraged. Qin Guilu's brows jerked, and he suppressed the apprehension in his heart.
That person said that the plan would immediately commence as long as the crown prince arrived. Why wasn't there a trace of it commencing even until now?
Judging from the crown prince's skyrocketing fury, he reckoned that the crown prince wasn't going to stay in the Qin Estate for much longer.
