The man in front of the window slowly turned around, and Xi Xilan saw the photo in his hand. The light in her eyes swiftly cooled, "Why are you holding his photo?"
The latter swept a cold gaze over her, a hint of displeasure in his eyes, "What kind of attitude is that?"
"Attitude?" A cold smile continued to play across Xi Xilan's lips, a touch of disdain in her voice, "What attitude, as if you don't know? Besides, what attitude should I have towards someone who once raped me?"
Faced with the accusations from the person in front of him, An Ruiyang's gaze grew colder, gradually replaced by a scornful smile at the corner of his mouth, "As far as I remember, someone spent countless nights moaning on top of me. Don't tell me I forced you then as well."
"Shut up, shut up, just shut up."
An Ruiyang showed clear reluctance to continue the quarrel, and continued coldly, "If you have something to say, just say it. Anyway, you like doing this every time you have a request."
