Bai Tong laughed, "If you don't speak, I'll take it as your agreement." Then, cheerfully linking her arm with Jun Mo's, she had just reached for Jun Mo when he suddenly stopped dead, turned his head, and glared at her coldly without speaking, his lips tightly pursed. But the chill he intended to show was evident. Even with her thick skin, after being stared at coldly by him for a few minutes, Bai Tong couldn't withstand his icy silence and reluctantly let go of his arm, chuckling awkwardly, "Let's walk side by side." Staying by his side wasn't so bad either; it gave her more opportunities to scheme against him.
Jun Mo started walking, his strides large. Bai Tong, wearing high heels, had to almost jog to keep up with his pace.
Following him out of the car, Bai Feng smiled bitterly with a hint of helplessness. The moment his sister saw Jun Mo, she lost her soul.