This tone...
Tong Ran is very worried that they will start fighting any second.
Lu Yuwei stands very straight. He is not panicked, "Mo Beiyan, today even if I have to stay here, I will finish talking with Huantong. Also," he tidies his collar, "Huantong and I had misunderstandings and conflicts four years ago, but that's between her and me. You have no right to comment or accuse me. If Huantong wants to hit or scold me, I can accept it. But not you."
"Oh, really?" Mo Beiyan sneers coldly, "You seem to have a point, so why did you give up on her and leave four years ago? How are you different from the scumbag who hurt her?!"
"You..." Lu Yuwei's face darkens, "I don't want to argue with you here."
"Don't want to argue or simply can't win? Is this how you shrug off women when you can't man up?" Mo Beiyan gives him a hard shove on the shoulder, "I'll count to three, get out!"
