"Get lost!"
Mo Nanjue raised his fist and swung at his face, but Mo Beiyan sidestepped to dodge and grabbed his fist, "Why are you hitting me? You've played with both sisters, you should be very satisfied," he changed the subject, his smile inscrutable, "If you're not satisfied... how about you give me Tong Ran?"
At his words, Mo Nanjue's gaze darkened. He raised his leg to kick at Mo Beiyan's abdomen, but Mo Beiyan quickly dodged and pressed his hands on Mo Nanjue's shoulders, "Hey, I'm just joking, why are you so worked up? Come, sit down, I have more to say."
Mo Nanjue shook off his hand, picked up the envelope on the table, and turned to walk out of the booth, "I have nothing to say to you."
"Wait," Mo Beiyan tugged at his wrist, the two were about the same height, he leaned forward, his thin lips close to Mo Nanjue's ear, "Nanjue, let me tell you, Su Qingtian said... she has a brother she longs for day and night, the person she wants to find most in her lifetime."
