She could only put on airs and say, "That was because she was young and ignorant. Now I don't care about her looks anymore."
"Then what are you looking at? Money?" Han Chen asked directly.
"Yes!" Zhou Mo answered bluntly.
It seemed as if answering "money" would be enough to fight back against Han Chen.
"How much do you want?"
Zhou Mo was slightly stunned.
"What do you mean?"
"You're attracted to Yu Yizhou just because he's rich, aren't you? Is it possible that he can fool you with just a used Porsche?"
"Yes," Zhou Mo was irritated. "I just saw that he was rich. What's it to you?"
Han Chen sneered, "Since you only care about money, it doesn't make any difference whether you sell it to him or me. At least, I'm cleaner than him, so you don't have to endure it too much because of mysophobia."
"Han Chen! You bastard!" Zhou Mo couldn't bear it anymore and raised his hand to hit Han Chen in the face.
No matter that he was driving.
Han Chen reacted quickly, holding Zhou Mo's wrist with one hand and controlling the steering wheel with the other.
Parking the car on the side of the road, Han Chen shook off Zhou Mo's hand and glared at him, "Are you trying to kill yourself?"
"You have humiliated me so much that I don't even want to live anymore!" Zhou Mo almost roared, his eyes flushed uncontrollably and his tear glands gradually became moist.
His chest heaving, his breathing becoming increasingly heavy, Zhou Mo retorted bluntly, "Don't you just want to sleep with me? There's no need to go to great lengths to belittle me and find excuses to justify yourself. I advise you not to let your wishful thinking get the better of you. I, Zhou Mo, will never go back to you, and secondly..."
Her eyes swept over Han Chen, and she said coldly: "Even if I like Yu Yizhou, I won't like you."
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