Lu Moqing watched her retreating figure, his eyes gradually deepening.
Cats and dogs...
That damned woman, daring to compare him with cats and dogs.
Upon seeing Lu Moqing's expression darken to an extreme, Su Rou couldn't help but feel secretly delighted.
Qiao Xu's attitude was practically suicidal, obstinately pushing Lu Moqing away and, at the same time, giving her ample opportunity to get close to him.
She cautiously glanced at Lu Moqing, whispering, "I'm sorry, Mo Qing, I didn't mean to upset your sister. I just don't want any misunderstandings between you two because of me."
Lu Moqing's patience had already run thin, and Su Rou's scheming right in front of him only served to further irritate him.
"Don't overthink it; your presence won't affect my relationship with her."
Having said his piece coldly, Lu Moqing walked away without looking back.
Watching his indifferent figure, Su Rou bit her lip until it turned white.
