"Mr. Diwu, I sympathize with you!"
Tingye walked forward, took a glance at the ashen-faced Diwu Zexuan, shook his head, and returned to his room.
"Mr. Diwu, I also sympathize with you." Jiang Nan followed suit, sighed, and hurriedly slipped away with Tingye before Diwu Zexuan could react.
Diwu Zexuan: "...!!!"
Does the entire world now know that his little princess doesn't favor him?
Diwu Zexuan turned around and spotted Dan Hanjie standing at the staircase with arms crossed, his ingenious handsome face instantly turning as dark as ink.
If there was anyone he least wanted to see him being disfavored by his little princess, Dan Hanjie would definitely rank first.
He had finally found something to boast about in front of Dan Hanjie, and now it had turned into a laughing stock—resentment!
Before Dan Hanjie could open his mouth to strike, Diwu Zexuan whirled around and strode out of the living room!
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The night deepened slowly.
