Mo Zhiyun only felt that his words were laughable. He turned his wheelchair and looked back at him.
"So you still remember that I'm Mrs. Lu." She twitched her lips mechanically and smiled sarcastically. &Quot; I thought the person sitting inside was Mrs. Lu. &Quot;
Lu Heyun's eyes flickered, and he quickly explained, " Zhizhi, you misunderstood. Tonight ... &Quot;
Mo Zhiyun interrupted him before he could finish his words. &Quot; Lu He Yun, don't lie to me, and don't try to deceive yourself! The person you like is him. Didn't you want to go abroad with her back then?"
"Zhizhi, I ..." He paused.
Mo Zhiyun bit her red lips, her eyes filled with disappointment and sadness. &Quot; Lu He Yun, I will never trust you again ... And you can't lie to me anymore ... &Quot;
With that, she turned her wheelchair to the side of the road, and the tears in her eyes fell without warning.
