Jun Yu was stunned for a moment, looking at the little woman who was trapped between the wall and his arms, he felt an indescribable pain in his heart.
"Tell me, what qualifications do you have to control me? What qualifications do you have to criticize my life here? What qualifications do you have to be angry with me or even slander me? Jun Yu, what qualifications do you have!"
She laughed, a sad laugh.
Jun Yu staggered two steps, his arms fell weakly to his sides, he moved his lips but could not utter a word.
Li Mumu took a step forward, approached him, raised her chin, and stared into his peach blossom eyes stubbornly: "Who are you to control me? A friend? Or a childhood sweetheart's brother?"
"You have to know that my parents don't care about me, so why should you?"
Jun Yu retreated again. Li Mumu saw it and felt even more sad.
Now, even getting close to him makes him feel disgusted, right? Yes, she is like this, even she herself feels disgusted, even she looks down on herself.
How could she expect someone who didn't love her to care about her
Li Mumu, why are you so stupid? Why haven't you given up after so long? How many times do you have to be hurt before you understand that this man doesn't love you.
He loves someone else, and has been loving her for more than ten years.
Jun Yu was left speechless by her series of aggressive questions.
Yes, what right does he have to criticize the life she lives? What qualifications does he have to dictate her life
He was not hers, never had been.
The room suddenly fell silent.
At this moment, Simmons, who was drunk, suddenly woke up, staggered up from the sofa, reeked of alcohol, drooped his eyelids, and walked to Li Mumu in a daze.
Under Jun Yu's murderous gaze, he skillfully put his arm around Li Mumu's shoulders.
"Dear... Honey... Can you sleep with me tonight..."
Simmons has learned the language of Country Z. When he is with Li Mumu, he usually speaks the language of Country Z with very standard pronunciation.
Li Mumu's mouth twitched.
She could feel the strong chill emanating from Jun Yu, and she almost didn't dare to look up at Jun Yu's face.
The room fell into deathly silence.
Jun Yu clenched his fists and had to use all his strength to restrain himself from hitting the face of the drunkard who was lying on Li Mumu's shoulder with his fists.
Li Mumu stretched out his hand and tried to push away Simmons' head that was resting on his shoulder.
But Simmons held her waist tightly and rested his head on her shoulder, and he couldn't move her away no matter how hard he pushed.
"Dear...sleep with me...No, don't leave me."
Li Mumu now really wants to beat this pig-head to death. Her place is already chaotic enough, and Simmons, this drunkard, comes to make things worse.
She could feel Jun Yu's icy gaze scraping her face like a knife.
"Simmons, you, stop making trouble."
She struggled to support Simmons's limp body and put him back on the bed.
Even after prying his hands apart, Simmons still grabbed at the air randomly without giving up.
"Dear... don't leave me..."
Damn, Li Mumu has such a bad temper that he almost cursed.
Li Mumu subconsciously wanted to explain, but Jun Yu did not give her the chance.
"Li Mumu, I really have no right to control you. I hope you have fun."
The anger on his face had disappeared, and his expression was as calm as water.
Li Mumu, from now on, I will never step into your world again.