Mo Zhiyun's pace slightly paused and he turned his head to look at him. He didn't try to pry his hand away, but calmly said, " &Quot; Shen qingbai, I can stand by for you, but my stand doesn't include begging your parents to accept me. Respect is mutual. &Quot;
His mother obviously didn't respect her, and she definitely wouldn't lower her stance and act like a little girl just to get the other party to accept her.
Shen qingbai's hand that was holding her arm gradually lost its strength.
Mo Zhiyun's lips slightly curled up as he walked to the side of the road. He finally let go of her arm.
Cangming had already opened the car door. She bent down and got into the car. Without looking at Shen qingbai, who was still standing at the same spot, she ordered cangming to start the car.
Shen qingbai's cold eyes stared in the direction of the car with a complicated and obscure look. He did not look away until the car disappeared from his sight.
