"It's fine."
Mo Shisheng reached out and touched Qingluan's hair, a slight smile playing on her lips. "I can handle it myself."
"..."
Qingluan didn't say anything more, but looked at Mo Shisheng with heartache. She knew that Mo Shisheng must be feeling bad, but there was nothing she could do to help her.
However, Ming Beiya seemed not to have heard what Qingluan had just said. He glanced at Mo Shisheng indifferently and said again, "Apologize."
Ming Beiya's voice was lazy and indifferent, as if it contained no emotion, but only Mo Shisheng knew that this time Ming Beiya was determined to make her apologize.
Mo Shisheng felt heartbroken by Ming Beiya's attitude. She had a faint smile on her lips. Although she did love Ming Beiya deeply, she wouldn't let her self-respect be ruined by love.
When she looked at Ming Beiya and Ling Qi, she noticed the contempt and arrogance in Ling Qi's eyes.
That ray of light carried the air of a victor, looking at Mo Shisheng as if she were a loser.
Mo Shisheng took a few steps forward, lazily squinting her captivating peach blossom eyes, her tone casual yet unrestrained, "You want me to apologize? Hmm?"
Ming Beiya remained silent, gently looking at Mo Shisheng standing in front of him.
Her face was icy cold, and her shimmering eyes held a lazy light. Her attitude was cynical and unruly, like a wild horse that could not be tamed by anyone.
Mo Shisheng suddenly raised her hand, and Ming Beiya pulled Ling Qi behind him. Seeing this, Mo Shisheng slowly tucked the stray hairs behind her ear with her hand. "It's just fixing my hair, why are you so nervous?"
"..."
Ming Beiya knew that Mo Shisheng was doing it on purpose, so he reached out and grabbed Mo Shisheng's wrist. "Apologize, and let's call it even."
Apologize?
Still so persistent and unwilling to give up.
Oh.
Looking at the hand the man was using to grip her wrist, Mo Shisheng glanced indifferently at Ming Beiya, "What is she anyway?"
"Mo Shisheng, watch your words."
"Wording?"
As Mo Shisheng began to realize what Ling Qi was, Ming Beiya gradually increased the pressure on her wrist.
Knowing full well that Ming Beiya has no memory of himself, he shouldn't get angry with him or hold a grudge against him.
But when Ming Beiya insisted on protecting Ling Qi without hesitation, Mo Shisheng couldn't help but feel helpless.
She abruptly pulled her hand back. "Ming Beiya, I can understand that you have no memory, but your choice right now is like that of an idiot. Don't you have a brain? Why did you have to choose such a worthless person? You dare to compare yourself to me?"
When Mo Shisheng slightly raised her chin, her arrogant temperament was fully revealed, like a queen looking down on the ants crawling on the ground.
"Goddess, you've hit me, you've cursed me, all Ming Beiya asked was for an apology, yet you still insult me like this, you've gone too far!"
Ling Qi's chest heaved with anger, her eyes turning bloodshot. "Ming Beiya has no feelings for you now, yet you insist on clinging to him. Do you think I don't know what you're thinking? Goddess, how could you be so shameless?"
Despicable?
Mo Shisheng suddenly raised her hand. Ming Beiya thought she was going to slap Ling Qi again and was about to stop Mo Shisheng when he discovered that she was actually controlling the light to shine directly into Ling Qi's eyes.
The sunlight is too bright to look directly at, and its glare is so intense that even squinting is unbearable.
As the light reflected into Ling Qi's eyes, a sharp sword rang in her ears.
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