Embarrassment, astonishment, these emotions filled Yan Yufei's face at this moment.
As Qin Shuyi, who had been hurt, saw Lu Moqing acting this way towards Yan Yufei, an evident displeasure appeared on her face, saying:
"Moqing, what's with this attitude? Feifei just wants to talk to you, how could you..."
"Get lost!"
Lu Moqing's originally cold and indifferent face had now shown apparent impatience.
Qiao Xu, who had been standing silently beside Lu Moqing, found Qin Shuyi's attitude toward her long-lost son of more than twenty years, with such a puzzling sense of superiority, particularly disgusting.
Seeing Qin Shuyi like this, Qiao Xu couldn't even stand looking at her for another second, no matter what Qin Shuyi wanted to say, Qiao Xu just said to Lu Moqing:
"It's a bit cold outside, let's go in."
"Okay."
Withdrawing the coldness from his gaze, his eyes noticeably softened when looking at Qiao Xu.
