"Alright." After nodding to Situ Xin, Xiao Muli turned around, facing Xiao Yongjie and Wenren Boyi, his face immediately resumed its prior cold expression. "I apologize, but we must take our leave."
As for Xiao Yongxin and his mother's clan, Xiao Muli truly couldn't muster any fondness. Nor did he need to ingratiate himself with Xiao Yongxin and the Wenren Family; thus, he paid no mind to what those two might be thinking at the moment.
Xiao Muli had always selectively ignored Wenren Yunxi. Seeing that Xiao Muli had treated her as nothing, not even sparing her a glance, while he was so gentle with Situ Xin, was intolerable for her. Just now, she had seen the love brimming in Xiao Muli's eyes as he looked at Situ Xin—a sight unbearable for someone who had always been held in high regard like Wenren Yunxi.
As she watched Xiao Muli pull Situ Xin away, as if possessed, she blurted out, "Xiao Muli."
