"What's that?!"
Mo Nanjue's face was growing colder, and soon it could freeze into an ice pop. Tong Ran grabbed his arm and suddenly said, "Actually, I..."
She paused for a long time without continuing. Mo Nanjue waited with a stern expression before finally glancing at her, "Actually what?"
"Actually, I..." Tong Ran looked up, "I'm hungry, I want to eat little wontons."
"..."
"Mo Nanjue, do you think there's still some for sale in Chinatown? Will it be closed?" Tong Ran frowned, took out her phone, and started searching the map, "Is there any on AE Street? I remember there's a chain there..."
"..."
This topic really went off track...
What is this woman's brain made of?!
Mo Nanjue's face was filled with black lines, he swung his hand and walked away. Tong Ran quickly looked up, "Mo Nanjue, where are you going?!"
The man's angry voice came from the elevator leading to the parking garage, "Aren't you going to eat little wontons?! Hurry up!"
