Ye Wei had originally wanted to ask what his words meant, but having seen his gloomy and cold face, she didn't dare to open her mouth. To be honest, Mo Jue's face looked really frightening. A person with a slightly weaker heart would have fainted. Ye Wei had a keen eye and was observant. She smirked and pretended to be relaxed. "I was bored. I'm just here to see your room."
Mo Jue stared at her coldly, and Ye Wei felt a little guilty and speechless. It was obvious that she was lying. She smirked, touched her nose, and said, "I'd better go back."
Mo Jue crossed his arms and said, "Wei Wei, this is the guest room. Our room is your room."
