His words and his person were like cold weapons, stabbing into my heart like a knife.

Jiang Yue thought, she really deserved it.

Shi Yan felt a little reluctant, and before she could say anything, Guan Feng pulled her away.

Jiang Yue let the tears fall.

"What is your relationship now? Shi Yan, have you forgotten Song Yuchen?"

"She was married, she..."

"I know."

Guan Feng held Shi Yan's hand as she tried to escape. He slowly turned back to look at Jiang Yue, "I know everything."

His eyes were firmly protecting another woman, but the next second they turned cold.

"Jiang Yue, don't become a disgusting person."

Jiang Yue's hands were shaking.

He, how could he say such a thing?

It was clear that they almost had a shooting in the room a few days ago, but now he was protecting another woman and attacking her.

Shi Yan frowned, "Brother Feng."

"You don't have to feel any psychological burden. I'll take care of her problems."

"Shiyan, we're done."

When Guan Feng said these words, he felt a dull pain in his heart. Only he knew what Jiang Yue represented.

When he saw Jiang Yue was sad, he wanted to reach out and touch her, wanted to comfort her, and wanted to hold her tightly in his arms.

But he can't.

Guan Feng lives a very repressed life. He suppresses his emotions and desires.

Every time he was about to lose control, there would be an invisible hand pressing on his shoulders.

Remind him, "You've crossed the line."

Guan Feng's emotions are too strong and too secretive.

Hidden under the thick layer of soil, never seeing the light of day.