"..."
A faint whiteness appeared on Qin Wan's delicate face.
Her lips were tightly pressed, a mixture of self-mockery and scorn toward him intermingling at the bottom of her eyes.
So.
It was because she wasn't as charming as Su Qing.
She took a breath and retorted, "Does that mean you aren't as manly as Fu Minghan, and that's why Su Qing abandoned you to marry him?"
"What do you think?"
Mu Shaochen's eyes were piercing as he looked at her.
Qin Wan's smile grew brighter, ready to hurt her enemy at her own expense, "I think so, Fu Minghan is more manly than you."
As soon as she finished speaking, a pain shot through her wrist, and she was pinned against the wall in the corridor by the man.
Her back hurt terribly from the impact.
"He's more manly than me? Then tell me, has he kissed you, embraced you, or stripped naked for you to see, huh?"
"Let me go."
Qin Wan struggled angrily.
Mu Shaochen was resolute, "If you don't explain clearly, I won't let go."