"I heard Gu Yang is back."
Mo Siluo's smoking paused slightly, his eyes narrowing towards the distance, showing no intention of responding.
"You're not thinking of fighting him for a woman, are you?" Tong Ya stood beside the man.
Mo Siluo looked sideways at Tong Ya and said coldly, "What do you mean, 'fighting him'? That woman was mine to begin with!"
Tong Ya stared at Mo Siluo, then suddenly laughed, his laughter tinged with bitterness, "See, you've admitted it. Your possessiveness over her has already exceeded that of a normal relationship."
"..."
"You've been smoking here for quite a while. Everyone thought it was because you were worried about the old man's illness, but actually, it's because you're upset and uncomfortable that something you care about is about to be taken by someone else, and you are powerless to stop it, right?" Tong Ya continued analyzing.
"..."
