Mu Jingxi quickly reached out to stop him, angrily saying, "Jingnan, are you crazy? Do you want me to get a scar for the wedding?"
"If you can't speak properly, shut up!"
Dropping the documents, Mu Jingxi clicked his tongue twice, "You're embarrassed and angry."
Flicking the ash off his cigarette, Mu Jingxi understood that he was just stubbornly holding on. If on the wedding day, he saw Situ Yunshu playing intimate games with another man, he'd definitely go crazy.
What he might do by then, no one can tell.
On this point, Mu Jingxi knew him well.
He's given the opportunity now, but he doesn't want it, which is truly puzzling.
"Jingnan, I've already told you, the opportunity is right in front of you now, it's you who doesn't want it. Don't blame me then for not giving you a chance."
Mu Jingnan closed his eyes, saying nothing.
The worry between his brows could not be dispelled.
