Moo Huantong clutched her bag and dashed down, almost tumbling down the stairs.
She didn't dare slow down for a second, damn it, she knew that man was like a haunting ghost! Why does he have to butt in on everything she does?!
She can't even eat a peaceful meal!
Seems like you really shouldn't pull a tiger's whiskers carelessly...
Unfortunately, Mo's isn't far from this restaurant, and Mo Beiyan was filled with anger with no outlet, almost racing over in his car. Even before getting close, he saw a familiar slender figure rushing out the front door of the restaurant—
The man immediately roared, honking the horn loudly, "Mo Hantong, damn it, you stand still!"
Damn this woman!
Moo Huantong was startled, this violent voice made her hair stand on end. She quickly slung the bag over her shoulder and sprinted forward at her fastest speed!
As she ran, she thought of plans, no, no, if she really got caught by him, wouldn't that be deadly?!
