After eating the whole night out, her body was warm, and the gloominess from before had dissipated. Su Yuan rubbed her stomach. She was not full yet. Just as she lifted her head and was about to Ask Aunt Du to get her another bowl, she noticed Mo Ting looking at her.
"Is there something on my face?"
"No," Mo Ting replied.
"Then why are you staring at me?" Su Yuan glared at him.
Mo Ting laughed, "If I had known that a bowl of Yuanxiao could make you happy, I would have bought it for you on the way here."
Su Yuan's eyes darkened. She had not even asked him why he was at the nightclub, but he was trying to get information out of her.
She had indeed been a little too extreme with regard to Zhang Yi's incident. But she had to cut off all the roots of this disaster!
"Where are you going?" Seeing Su Yuan stand up, Mo Ting pulled her back.
"I still want to eat more," Su Yuan said, shaking the empty bowl.
