Curious, Si Rong inched closer to Mo Qian, the corners of his mouth curled up into a gossipy smile. He asked softly, "You seem to be in a good mood! Why? The Zhuang family's fourth Miss finally agreed to your pursuit. Young master Mo, you've managed to hold on until the clouds have parted and the moon is bright?"
Mo Qian chuckled as he looked at Si Rong. After shaking his head, he added, "Not yet, but it's just a matter of time. Don't worry!"
The calm and collected Mo Qian now differed from how he usually talked about Zhuang Xian. It was as if he had gained some confidence. With this thought in mind, Si Rong took another deep look at Mo Qian as if he had already guessed something!
