Qiao Xu stared at Lu Moqing with a dark scowl on her face, her eyes burning with anger.
At this moment, Lu Moqing was bare-chested, wearing only a towel around his lower body. The water on his upper body hadn't been wiped off, and the clear droplets slid down his well-defined muscles, forming a naturally tempting scene. But Qiao Xu wasn't in the mood to appreciate it, especially since the subject was her ex-husband.
"Call Gu Junhang for me."
Suppressing her anger, she looked at Lu Moqing and spoke calmly.
However, Lu Moqing just raised his eyebrows dismissively, not taking her words seriously at all. After looking her up and down, a mocking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth—
"If you say you were just peeping at me taking a bath when you were leaning against the door, I'll forgive you."
It was clear that he wouldn't help Qiao Xu call Gu Junhang.
