Qiao An gritted her teeth angrily and spat out a few words. "You can't tell right from wrong, black from white. People like you don't deserve true love."
Huo Xiaoran trembled violently because of this vicious curse. His heart felt like it had been cut open by Qiao An. His empty heart that couldn't keep his true love was exposed in front of others, making Huo Xiaoran feel so embarrassed.
Was someone like him really not worthy of true love?
Qiao An turned around and strode away.
Huo Xiaoran's handsome face was pale. He waved at Lu Mo and his daughter weakly. "Get out."
Her tone was very soft, like a feather brushing past one's skin, but it inexplicably made the mother and daughter feel cold.
