"Hahaha..."
"You want to know what it means to watch the tigers fight from a hilltop or to watch dogs bite each other? Isn't this it?"
Sun Zhe, with his legs crossed, sat beneath the pine tree on the mountain peak, holding a handful of five-spice melon seeds, watching the members of the Qin and Wang families fight fiercely in the distance, feeling quite pleased.
"Qingyan, how do you find this drama I've directed?"
Mu Qingyan stood by, looking at Sun Zhe's face that perfectly depicted the phrase "when a villain succeeds," unable to stop herself from wanting to mock him.
Whether the Qin and Wang families were fighting like dogs, she didn't know, but she certainly thought Sun Zhe was quite dog-like.
"Shameless."
Mu Qingyan held back her laughter, offering this kind of evaluation.
Sun Zhe was immediately displeased, "Come on, Qingyan, don't talk bad about your man like that."
Mu Qingyan snorted softly, looking elsewhere, "Who is my man?"
