"Truly, nothing happened between us." Mo Xiao turned to look at Jian Qing, now only just short of raising three fingers to swear.
Jian Qing was unruffled, speaking sarcastically, "She was calling you quite affectionately just a moment ago."
"She's not right in the head," Mo Xiao said without hesitation.
"Pfft--" Han Yue couldn't help but laugh.
Jian Qing and the others turned their eyes towards him, and Han Yue sheepishly smiled, "Just go on with your conversation, please."
Mo Xiao stared intently at Jian Qing, the situation agonizing him intensely.
"If you still don't believe me, I'll go beat her up right now," he stated.
In a flash, he stood up, and the chill emanating from his body left no doubt he was about to pounce on Lola.
If it weren't for her, his precious daughter wouldn't have misunderstood him.
This was all her fault.
The strange expression on Quan Mingxuan's face deepened as he watched Mo Xiao's reaction.
