Su Hongxing looked at the stunned Mo Li and changed the subject: "When we go back, I'll transfer you the money."
Mo Li furrowed his eyebrows, "Do you really have to fuss over this?"
Liu Qingyin, seeing that she was being ignored by Su Hongxing and Mo Li, assertively wedged herself between them, separating them.
She then grabbed Mo Li's arm: "From now on, you're mine!"
Liu Qingyin, irritated, clenched Mo Li's arm even tighter, defiantly glaring at Su Hongxing: "I'm taking him from you, are you upset?"
Su Hongxing was speechless: "Mo Li is a person, not an object. If he likes you, I won't object. But the caveat is, he must genuinely like you. Qingyin, you're still young, you'll meet lots of people in the future. Don't sacrifice your happiness over a fleeting moment of annoyance."
She knew, Liu Qingyin was showing interest in Mo Li just to provoke her.
Liu Qingyin stared at Su Hongxing for a moment before suddenly uttering: "You don't love him!"
