Duan Liuhe looked at Murong Hongye's smile, which clearly had ill intentions.
Murong Hongye's attitude towards Duan Liuhe was extremely cold, and she said in a low voice: "Duan Liuhe, we have important matters to deal with, please get out of the way."
"Hahaha, Murong Hongye, what important matters? I just saw you complete your task, how could you say you have important matters? You must be trying to brush me off." Duan Liuhe was domineering and unwilling to let go easily.
Murong Hongye's expression darkened: "Duan Liuhe, what exactly do you want to do?"
Duan Liuhe said gloomily: "Hongye, don't you understand my feelings for you yet? I have already expressed my love for you clearly, why are you still so cold towards me? Can't anything I do touch your heart?"
"Duan Liuhe, enough with your disgusting face. You think you can pursue my sister? You don't even have a chance!" Murong Wufeng scolded.
