Murong Qiao was actually a little tired from standing, so she wanted to look for Huo Yichen and find a place to rest and recover her strength.
However, she didn't expect to see Huo Yichen being hit on by a girl and what happened after that.
At this moment, the two of them were sitting by the window in the corner of the shop. Murong Qiao was still wearing Huo Yichen's coat.
"Your reason for rejecting her just now was so insincere," Murong Qiao complained.
She supported her face with her hands and looked at Huo Yichen, but she couldn't deny that she was in a good mood.
Huo Yichen was expressionless. "There's no need to be sincere."
In any case, they were not important people.
Murong Qiao read such words on his face and then subconsciously laughed out loud because of Huo Yichen.
