Speaking of this, he really seemed to have done such things.
"Both are scumbags, anyway. I might as well choose the slightly better one."
"..." A vein throbbed on Yue Feng's temple.
So, did it mean Yue Feng was still not as good as Feng Shiming?
This thought made Yue Feng particularly annoyed, and he instinctively defended himself.
"He used to like someone else, didn't see his own direction clearly, didn't see through his own heart. Do you know how painful his internal conflict is? Do you think he doesn't feel self-blame or guilt? It's not entirely his fault."
Hearing someone speak up for Yue Feng, Shang Haohao roared in anger.
"Why is it not his fault? I don't see anything different about him now. He still bullies me all the time, seeing me as an eyesore."
"..." It seemed there were too many misunderstandings between them.
Yue Feng was silent for a moment and then said, "I think he finds you quite pleasant to look at."
