"Damn it all!" Mo Yifan screamed loudly. Had there been some vase or glass in front of him, it was a definite demise for them. He had finally started finding joy in what he was doing, why did these two have to appear in front of him and ruin it all? Why was it so difficult for them to leave him alone?
His mind was going crazy. He was already so stressed out because he snatched away such a big chance from this girl. And then those two people had to come and rub it in his face.
"Mo Yifan?" Chen Waan finally put down her book. She had not interrupted in the previous conversation because it was not her place to say anything. But seeing him like this, she did not feel much happy either. After all, she was also ridden with the guilt for having thrown a tantrum like a kid for not being able to perform.
