"What the hell does it have to do with you?"
Gao Wei looked at Du Jinruo, who was being protected behind Kuang Yunxian, and his anger grew. He pointed a finger at Kuang Yunxian: "Kuang, this has nothing to do with you! She's my girlfriend, why are you pulling her away?"
Just moments ago, Gao Wei had pulled Du Jinruo's hair so hard that it hurt, almost bringing tears to her eyes. She hadn't expected to run into Kuang Yunxian again in this teahouse, and once again he was shielding her behind him.
This feeling made her want to cry.
Standing behind Kuang Yunxian and looking at his back, she felt he was reliable.
Moreover, she didn't know why, but in this situation, she somehow noticed that his clothes were very clean, with no wrinkles, and there was a faint smell of ink on him.
Wasn't Kuang Yunxian a member of the Painters Association?
Or a calligrapher?
It seemed that among the Kong Family, he had no negative rumors.
