"Mo Yunchen, are you home yet?" Qin Qin asked in a low voice.
"Hmm, almost!"
"Have you properly arranged where Qi Shangyi is going to stay? Do you understand that I won't allow any trouble between you two?" Qin Qin's voice was low and stern.
"Hmm!"
Mo Yunchen glanced at Qi Shangyi opposite him, who had also heard Qin Qin's words through the phone and remained silent.
The phone call stopped the war, and they left in a convertible Bentley.
Mo Yunchen brought Qi Shangyi to a villa under his name, then prepared to leave.
"Mo Yunchen, Qingqing will never belong to you, nor does she belong here."
On the steps, Qi Shangyi looked at Mo Yunchen with a cold smile as he turned to leave.
Mo Yunchen turned around, his tall and straight figure even more dashing in the darkness, and he looked at Qi Shangyi indifferently, "She has always belonged here and still does. She belongs to me as well, Qi Shangyi. Do you really think you can have Qinqin with the way you are now?"
