"Alright, you guys can chat. I'll go to the washroom." Mo Rao had drunk a few glasses of wine and was a little uncomfortable, so she stood up and left.
Fu Ying's gaze was fixed on that beautiful back view, and emotions surged in his eyes.
When Jia Li saw this scene, he marveled that this insufferably arrogant man finally had an Achilles' heel.
Unfortunately, he didn't know how to cherish it in the past.
Among all of Fu Ying's friends, Jia Li was the only one who didn't like Qu Ru back then. Instead, he felt that Fu Ying and Mo Rao would develop feelings for each other over time.
Now, it seemed that his judgment was very accurate.
"How long will you be back this time?" Fu Ying waited for Mo Rao to completely disappear before retracting his gaze and asking Jia Li.
Because Jia Li was sitting too close to Mo Rao just now, his good mood when he came had been diminished. His tone towards his good friend had become a little cold.
