Muo Huangnian lifted his eyelids to look at her, "Miaomiao, are you joking?" he mocked as he curled the corners of his mouth, "I am your brother, so it was because of that Sheng Feng shot me."
"I know... that's why you don't like me anymore..." Sheng Miao looked at his handsome face, resembling Mo Shiche slightly, and muttered, "If the truth hadn't come out, you would have loved me, and we would have gotten married... wouldn't we?"
Muo Huangnian withdrew his hand from hers and said indifferently, "Unfortunately, there are no ifs."
As he said this and reached for the lighter on the table, Sheng Miao again grabbed his hand, asking somewhat urgently, "Do you mean if there were an if, you would marry me, right? You do love me, right?"
"Do you find it meaningful asking me these questions," Muo Huangnian's eyes were cold and held a sarcastic smile, "Aren't you already married to Mo Shiche? And given our relationship, should I start calling you sister-in-law?"
