After Wen Xin was full, she put down her chopsticks. Her gaze fell on Liang Luoyu, who was helping Tan Xingyue with her food. What was going on with this dog?
Take care of his sister? Are you trying to fool me?
She placed her hand on the table and casually played with the knife and fork beside her. Her gaze was fixed on Liang Luoyu.
Mu Chengxi put down his chopsticks after he was full. He elegantly took a napkin and wiped the corner of his mouth. His gaze fell on Wen Xin's hand playing with a knife. He then raised his head and looked in Wen Xin's direction.
After watching for a while, he reached out and held Wen Xin's hand, stopping her from throwing the flying knife.
Retracting her gaze, Wen Xin glanced at the hand pressing down her hand. She turned her head and raised an eyebrow at Mu Chengxi.
