After a while, Tang Yuchen finally spoke without any expression, "Take back what you just said, I don't want to do anything you're unwilling to see."
If she didn't take it back, would he harm Mo Hua?
An Ruo thought of Yun Feiyang's fate…
She bit her lip, the indignation in her eyes growing stronger. She didn't want to compromise just like that, but she also didn't want to see anyone else get hurt because of her.
As if knowing her inner thoughts, Mo Hua suddenly grasped her hand tightly and gently smiled at her, "An Ruo, I'm not afraid of him, you don't have to worry about me. Rest assured, with me here, I won't let him hurt you again."
A fierce light burst from Tang Yuchen's eyes as he looked at him. If looks could kill, Mo Hua might not even know how many times he would have died.
An Ruo, worried that he would provoke Tang Yuchen, pulled him behind her and said lightly to Tang Yuchen, "Leave, I'm tired and need to rest."
Tang Yuchen still stared at Mo Hua, ignoring her words.
