"If I remember correctly, Mo Siluo is about to get married, right? Aren't you afraid your actions might hurt the future Mrs. Mo's feelings?" Gu Yang turned and walked out, reaching the end of the corridor.
"Mr. Gu needn't worry about that." Mo Siluo's fingers gently tapped the woman's lips, playful like a mischievous child.
"Mo Siluo, what on earth do you want to do! If you like Wanwan as well, we can compete fairly. There's no need for these despicable tactics!" Gu Yang stood in front of the window, looking out into the night with a cold expression, "To love someone is to respect them; what do you gain from forcing her to stay by your side except a body without a heart?"
