An Ya was the first person to stand up for Xia Yi. However, her target was not Ning Yiyuan. Instead, it was Mo Chu. She shot her a disdainful look and said, "Hey, What's wrong with you? Don't you know that Xia Yi is about to marry him? You still have the cheek to step in and be the third party! How thick-skinned..."
"Shut up!" Ning Yiyuan let go of Mo Chu, but a large palm was still tightly wrapped around her shoulder, as if the moment he was not careful, Mo Chu would disappear from his sight again. When his gaze turned to An Ya, his tone instantly turned sinister, cold and forceful. "Who's about to get married? The person I like, the person I love, has always been Mo Chu!"
Uh... This slap to the face became even louder!
An Ya was instantly stuck! She could not reply to this!
They were standing on the main road of the base, and this commotion had already attracted the attention of many people.
