"Did you just see Xiaoxiao and feel upset, so you're here to stir the pot?"
Mo Xiuchen didn't get angry because of Luo Haofeng's words. Instead, with a cool remark, he successfully shut him up.
He was as expected to see the smile on Luo Haofeng's face freeze, and the eyes that were full of humor the previous second now shot out sparks of hate.
Bringing up the sore spot!
Still friends, stabbing people in the heart.
Mo Xiuchen raised an eyebrow in triumph, a charming smile overflowed from his lips, "Ranran, let's go upstairs."
Wen Ran was still staring at the angry-faced Luo Haofeng.
It seems, he really did see Xiaoxiao.
"Ranran, let's go."
Mo Xiuchen noticed she was looking at Luo Haofeng without moving, and he slightly tightened his grip on her hand. Wen Ran came back to her senses, blinked, and smiled at him, "Okay!"
