The man in front of her was a downright scumbag, universally acknowledged as such.
Juggling several women at once—no matter how talented, how rich he was, he was still a scumbag!
Let me tear off your scumbag mask and see if you'll be hopping mad.
Zhang Ruoxue glanced at Li Yuan, wanting to provoke him further:
"Hmph, even if I knew, why should I tell you?"
"Because you have money?"
"Because you're a big celebrity?"
"Or because of what, exactly?"
"Answer me, will you?"
Li Yuan really was a little angry inside. He honestly wanted to ask about Little Fish's situation, and this was the attitude he got. If she didn't want to talk, then forget it.
Li Yuan forced down the fire in his chest and looked at Zhang Ruoxue calmly, but solemnly.
"Not because of anything. I just want to see her one more time and give her an apology."
Meeting Li Yuan's gaze, Zhang Ruoxue's body suddenly jolted; a shiver ran through her, and some of the anger in her heart scattered.
