Hearing Li Nan say this, Chu Ge felt somewhat awkward. Even though the logic was indeed correct, hearing it from a girl's mouth—it really didn't feel quite right.
Still, the point was, no matter how unruly Li Nan seemed, she was, after all, a girl.
Li Nan obviously didn't expect Chu Ge to answer at all. She bit her lip, holding the filter tip tightly between her thumb and forefinger, her fingers slightly trembling, pressing the cigarette butt hard into the ashtray. It wasn't until the last wisp of smoke disappeared that she let out a cold laugh.
"That bitch... I really hope she dies soon..."
Chu Ge was stunned. He really didn't expect Li Nan to curse her mother like this, to have such intense hatred for the woman who gave her life.
Li Nan was clearly also lost in some kind of thought, not even realizing the cigarette butt in her hand was completely out and her fingers were still subconsciously gripping it.
