"He never told me that…"
"Then I'll tell you now. The one who slept with Su Qingtian back then was me," Mo Beiyan took a swig of cold beer, utterly unconcerned. "But that was just to compete with Jue. Under those circumstances, tell me, was I supposed to take responsibility?"
"..."
Tong Ran's throat tightened. "But Huanhuan is different…"
"What's different? Aren't they all women?" Mo Beiyan leaned lazily against the freezer, phoenix eyes lifting slightly. "Master Ran, you really think I'm in any position to talk about feelings right now?"
"Why wouldn't you be?"
"First, I don't want to. Second, that stuff is fake as hell. Third, the timing and the environment don't allow it," Mo Beiyan crossed his arms, staring straight at her. "I can't afford to lose. I'm not that generous. Two hundred billion is enough to make my flesh ache for half a day. To give up a whole lot for a woman? I can't do it."
