"Ah? The stupid woman is coming back soon."
Suddenly, Qin Yuan noticed on another screen that Mo Lian was walking back with the flowers in her arms, while Mo Yan was sitting in her own seat in the private room.
Seeing that neither of them responded to him, Qin Yuan first looked at Luo Tao, who was editing a text message at the moment.
"Brother Huo, who are you texting?" Qin Yuan stretched his neck to look, but saw nothing, so he added another sentence.
"To sister-in-law?"
Luo Tao gave him a cold look. Qin Yuan instantly understand what he meant.
Luo Tao was saying, "Sending a text to Mo Yan at this time? Are you stupid?"
Qin Yuan became listless. As his best friend who had grown up together with him, Qin Yuan often felt distressed that he could instantly understand what his good friend meant without them saying anything.
If only he were more like Du Jing, who knew how to be quiet.
