"I..." He Nuoxin seemed to be stunned, her eyes quickly reddening with a faint sheen of tears.
"Tu Haohao, what does this have to do with you?"
Li Chengze looked coldly at Tu Haohao's face, his gaze piercing her heart in an instant.
Previously, whether Li Chengze was being cynical or indifferent, he had never been as serious as he was now.
Tu Haohao kept silent.
She watched Li Chengze's fist clenched tightly at his side, his focus resting on He Nuoxin's face.
"Li Chengze, are you always so immature in dealing with people?"
Lin Zhenxin glanced at Tu Haohao's slightly pursed lips and couldn't help but speak up.
"None of your damn business!" Li Chengze's anger had no outlet.
Almost simultaneously, Lin Zhenxin expressionlessly reached out and grabbed the tea cup held by a nearby servant, splashing it at him with a clatter.
This scene caught everyone off guard.
Even He Nuoxin, standing next to Li Chengze, wasn't spared.
