"Please move closer."
Mo Roulan heard the photographer say but didn't even move an inch. She more like glared at the man and said coldly
"It's alright like this. Just take the photo and be don…."
However, before she even finished her words, a hand held her waist and dragged her closer.
"You…"
Mo Roulan glared at the owner of the hand on her waist.
"Look ahead."
He Jian said strictly looking at the photographer. However, Mo Roulan didn't wish to obey him at all.
At this, He Jian looked at her and said calmly.
"Chu Feng is free. Do you want me to tell him to publish the news about your mother?"
He Jian's fists clenched when he saw hurt flashing through Mo Roulan's eyes at his words. He didn't wish to use this information but he was also hurting.
She left him so easily two years ago…without even his fault. He gave her time and there she was…having her time with her ex-boyfriend.
