Fang Mu's expression did not change. He only looked at her with a pair of cold eyes.
Qiao Jiuyin got a little afraid of his gaze.
She tried to straighten her chest, opened her lips, and said an unfamiliar name, "Cheng Ke."
Fang Mu's pupils shrank.
Qiao Jiuyin saw the corners of his mouth slowly curl into a strange and cruel smile.
Fang Mu felt fury rise within his heart.
Qiao Jiuyin then heard Fang Mu say in a treacherous tone that he had never used before, "Qiao Jiuyin, I really admire you." He walked closer to her and raised his hand. Qiao Jiuyin subconsciously closed her eyes, thinking that he was going to be rough.
Fang Mu stretched out a long finger and lifted the messy strands of hair on her forehead. He played with them.
"You're wasting your talent by using your shrewdness and tricks on trivial matters like playing house."
Hearing his sarcastic words, Qiao Jiuyin fearfully gulped.