Xu Baohan was stunned. Didn't Xuan Yuanlang cook for An Lan last night? Why were the two of them eating in the supermarket.
After Mo Rong finished speaking, she suddenly felt a cold gaze fall on her. When she looked over, it seemed to be Xuan Yuanlang's gaze.
Mo Rong froze. Did she say something wrong.
Xuan Yuanlang sighed in his heart. His cousin really knew how to backstab him.
"So you're eating in the supermarket." Xu Baohan glanced over at Xuan Yuanlang with a hint of sarcasm in his mouth.
