1982. The most hated thing in life is being forced.
Luckily, Mu Shaojing reacted quickly, bending his thigh to block Lin Guanguan's leg at the calf.
"An Luobai, if forcing a kiss after being rejected is your idea of gentlemanly behavior, then you really disappoint me."
Lin Guanguan's pretty face turned red, filled with disappointment.
She pushed away the now recovered An Luobai and then turned around and ran out.
"Guanguan!"
Though Lin Guanguan held back a bit of strength in her kick, in her fury, it still carried considerable force.
An Luobai didn't need to look to know that his calf must be bruised and sore.
"Damn it!"
An Luobai, like a trapped beast, punched the wall.
He regretted losing control just now.
But what he couldn't accept was:
In fact, behind the tea restaurant, he clearly saw Mu Shaojing kiss Lin Guanguan.
But her reaction back then was nothing like this.
After a moment of silence, An Luobai suddenly relaxed his tightly clenched fist.
