"Finished with your call?"
"Yeah!" She had made up an excuse to go out and make the call, so Qin An and Lee Fong thought that was what she had done.
The door to the private room was opened and as Qin Qin, Qin An, and the third person turned their heads to look, they saw Mo Yunchen's tall and slender figure entering. Qin Qin's hand holding the chopsticks stiffened – why had he suddenly come here? Wasn't he chatting with those people?
"..."
Seeing Mo Yunchen, Qin Qin quickly stood up and addressed Qin An and Lee Fong, "Dad, Aunt Lee, this is Mo Yunchen, who visited our home last time, a friend of mine."
Mo Yunchen glanced at Qin Qin, his eyes dark and obscure, seemingly displeased.
Qin Qin glared at Mo Yunchen, signaling him not to speak.
"Oh, have a seat!" Qin An certainly remembered; how could he forget a man whose presence was so imposing?
Mo Yunchen pulled over a stool next to Qin Qin and sat down, "Uncle, Auntie! Please, sit!"
