Mo Shichen watched her cry for a while, raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows unconsciously, his thin lips overflowed with a silent sigh, and a faint impatience and irritability gathered in his heart.
This kind of irritability and impatience was not aimed at the current situation, but at this moment he looked at Li Qianrui’s tears and questioning, and he could already imagine that he would have to face such problems for a long time in the future.
I made it clear today, and there will be new things tomorrow. Tomorrow she reluctantly believes his explanation, and there will still be a steady stream of misunderstandings.
Thinking about it this way, he was a little tired of explaining this matter at first.
He knows Qian Rui, and has already figured out the temperament of Wen Yi’s woman, and can more easily judge that the ranks of these two women are too different.
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