"Neighbor."
He turned around, looking in the direction Jiang Ruan had just left from.
But there was a silent glow deep in his eyes.
A cloud of gloom seemed to enshroud him.
Cheng Mo followed his gaze, but saw nothing.
Only the grey color connected with the sky.
"What's with that expression? You look like you've been abandoned." Cheng Mo stared at Fu Chi's face with a bit of horror.
Although his face remained expressionless throughout.
But they have known each other for many years, he could still read Fu Chi's emotions.
Fu Chi looked at him, his eyes cold.
"Anything else?"
Cheng Mo: "I naturally came over to celebrate your moving."
Who does he think he is dealing with!
Fu Chi's thin lips pursed: "Are we close?"
Cheng Mo: "?"
"Goodbye. I'm not seeing you off."
With that, he turned and walked back into the building.
Cheng Mo: "???"
What did he do to upset this ancestor now?
...
Leaving the neighborhood, Jiang Ruan took a bus to a park.
