Upon hearing this, Lu Yin looked up toward the direction of the door.
At a glance, he saw Mu Jingxi who had appeared at some unknown time.
Rivals in love meet, with especially red eyes.
At this moment, Lu Yin and Mu Jingxi loathed the sight of one another.
If it weren't for Qiao An and Little Nuomi still being there, the two of them would surely have come to blows.
The gazes of the two men met in mid-air, sparking off fireworks that reeked of gunpowder.
Little Nuomi, hugging Lu Yin's neck, usually a mischievous little scamp, was now obediently clinging to daddy's neck, showcasing his true colors as a little cotton-padded jacket.
Lu Meng instinctively hid behind Qiao An. What to do? The air suddenly filled with the smell of gunpowder.
She glanced at Mu Jingxi, then at Lu Yin, secretly guessing to herself whether they might start fighting.
