u Cheng’s voice lacked its usual coldness and hardness, instead with a touch of gentleness. It was as if he were still the warm and affectionate young man, time seemed to rewind back to when she was a...miled and didn't respond, neither denying nor admitting it, just as his attitude towards WuShuang had always been. Mo Yao knew he wouldn't answer and said in a low voice, "But why hurt him If it were...