Jiang Mengli: “…” speechless.

It turned out that the handkerchief fell off, and it seemed that he was wronged.

Thinking about the tone I used just now, I suddenly felt a little guilty.

Ahem…

She cleared her throat and took the handkerchief. "Thank you. My tone was a bit harsh just now. Please don't take it to heart."

A carriage stopped in front, and a pair of cold and handsome eyes stared at Jiang Mengli's back.

Lin Moer stood beside the carriage, chattering non-stop, "Your Highness Prince Yu, I saw them clearly when I passed by them. They have a special relationship and seem particularly close."

"They were walking and chatting, and they were full of affection. Look, she even gave the man a handkerchief. It seems that Jiang Mengli is a fickle woman who changes her mind at any time..."

Before he finished speaking, the carriage had already left.

Lin Moer's words stopped abruptly, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: Humph! Damn Jiang Mengli, let's see how you end this time!

At this time, Mo Yunchen was still chatting with a smile, "If I don't do something for someone who has done me a favor, I will always feel indebted. So, if Miss Jiang needs any help, please let me know."

Suddenly, Wen Mohan appeared in front of him and looked at Mo Yunchen coldly, "Mind your own business!"

He then pulled Jiang Mengli into his arms, and then kicked Mo Yunchen out with a "bang".

Ah...bang!

Mo Yunchen fell to the ground, clutching his chest and spitting out blood: Damn it, he actually came up and kicked me without any defense. No... his leg...

Wen Mohan's expression was icy cold, and he stared at him fiercely, "My woman doesn't need help from other men, stay away from her!"