"This is what you said."
Over the phone, the girl's silver bell-like laughter lingered in his ears, tickling his heart like a feather brushing back and forth.
Li Mochan gripped his phone tightly, at this moment, he desperately wanted to grab that annoying little brat and bring her in front of him.
"Where are you?" The corners of his deep red lips curled into a shallow arc.
"Guess."
With that, Ye Jiuliang hung up the phone.
Let him guess?
Could it be...
Not knowing what he had thought of, Li Mochan's eyes darkened as he turned and strode away.
"Ahan, where are you going?" Feng Yi was completely baffled by his behavior and called out, chasing after his retreating figure.
Could it be he was going to look for Ye Jiuliang?
Abandoning all the guests just for the sake of one person, Ye Jiuliang.
Was such capriciousness really okay?
