Because the blood in Mu Wan's palm soaked through… the sketch of the man's face was already barely recognizable.
But… playing basketball, the man in his school uniform… was still vividly clear…
So…
Mu Wan went to all this trouble over a single drawing…
Shit!
Qin Mu's dark eyes were filled with cold malice. He looked at the woman in front of him, his thin lips curling in mocking disdain.
"Mu Wan… you're really something…"
A married woman… still thinking about another man after tying the knot.
Qin Mu suddenly felt the kind of humiliation that came with being cuckolded...
Qin Mu narrowed his dark eyes slightly, scanning the woman before him… then coldly shot her a sharp glance.
"Mu Wan, who the hell gave you the right to be married and still think about another man?"
Mu Wan: "..."
She… didn't.
Mu Wan realized Qin Mu misunderstood her, and tried to open her mouth to explain, but found herself unsure of where to begin…
