Ambrose sauntered towards Qin Qin with an easy gait, "hello, little beauty, you work for Mo Yunchen, how come I've never seen you before?"
Ambrose was flirting with Qin Qin alone, but he didn't notice the changing expressions on Mo Tang and Mo Sheng's faces behind him—trouble was brewing, Ambrose was in for it today.
Qin Qin glanced at Ambrose, the man seemed interested in her on the surface, but his eyes betrayed no real fascination.
Qin Qin's lips curved in a smile as she looked past Ambrose to Mo Yunchen not far away, only to see Mo Yunchen with furrowed brows, scowling at them with an ugly expression.
Before Qin Qin could answer, Ambrose felt a bloodthirsty chill behind him.
"Hey, man, you gave me a fright, what, just because I'm chatting with a beauty, you have to make that kind of face?" Ambrose jumped at Mo Yunchen's presence behind him, questioning his reaction. Wasn't he his good friend anymore? Couldn't they play nicely?
