When Qin Qingyue left, Su Yan also put down her chopsticks.
She turned her head to look at Jun Yu,
"Why do you dislike Qingyue?"
Jun Yu's eyelashes trembled, but he said nothing.
Just kept his head down.
Why?
Because the way that woman called Qin Qingyue looked at Su Yan was the same as how he looked at her.
That gaze was too familiar.
That intense, repressed possessiveness lurking in her eyes.
It made him feel disgusted just to see it.
That would have been fine by itself.
But Su Yan seemed to quite like her.
The more that was the case, the more he disliked it.
Su Yan pursed her lips.
Bowing her head, she took a Strawberry Milk Candy from her pocket.
And put it in her mouth.
She didn't look at Jun Yu again.
Talking to him was almost enough to make her angry.
She stood up, wanting to take a walk.
Then she heard Jun Yu say,
"Little Guai doesn't love me anymore, and now you don't even want to sit together?"
Su Yan
"..."
She turned her head to look at Jun Yu.
