She's actually kicking him out? Didn't she pull out all the stops just to get herself back here? Could it really be a misunderstanding?
A surge of severe frustration swelled up in Nangong Mo's heart. It was the first time a woman had dared to treat him with such an arrogant attitude.
Although he knew his tolerance for alcohol seemed pretty poor, he hadn't reached the point of complete moral inversion, nor had he descended to the level of calling out "Angel Sister" with such a nauseating nickname... right?
She fiercely scolded him, yet he actually felt a twinge of grievance and sadness in his heart. He'd never felt this wronged, not even when scolded by Nangong Lin.
"Are you leaving or not?" Xia Yuxun held back from looking at his dejected expression; she wouldn't make the same mistake twice.
A hurt look flickered in Nangong Mo's eyes, but his face remained stubborn as he said, "I will go!"
Xia Yuxun's peripheral vision caught a glimpse of his arm. Uh, that looks familiar...
