He, who had been silent, suddenly spoke, interrupting Ling Momo's words, pausing after each word with supreme arrogance, "Lu Niange? Him? Not worthy to be compared with me!"
All the hairs on Ling Momo's body stood up in an instant because of Li Qingshen's words.
Ling Momo was stunned, she knew that Li Qingshen was angry.
But this time she hadn't done anything, every word she said was to compliment him, why was he angry again?
Ling Momo carefully tilted her head and glanced at the handsome man beside her, then quickly shifted her gaze away.
The man's expression was extremely somber, his face taut and particularly scary.
Frightened, Ling Momo immediately lowered her head like a docile wife, not daring to speak out of turn.
The car was very quiet.
Li Qingshen was also silent, but the speed of the car kept increasing.
