"You took her away that night, right?" Nangong Jue was silent for a moment. He raised his eyes to look at Fu Yunshen, and his gaze became a little deep.
"Yes." Fu Yunshen nodded. "She walked down barefooted, and her feet were worn out."
Nangong Jue frowned for a moment. "I thought you hated her?"
"Sir, I hate Han Binglan, who used to make trouble, but she's not the same Han Binglan anymore." Fu Yunshen looked at Nangong Jue. "If you really don't like her, why don't you let her go? I can tell that she's not playing hard to get." If she really wanted to play hard to get, she wouldn't have kicked so hard. In the past, with one look from Nangong Jue, that woman probably couldn't even speak properly.
Nangong Jue's eyes narrowed for a moment.
