"We didn't fight!" Monica said calmly.
Long Xiaoxuan pointed to the broken vase pieces on the floor and asked, "The vase is smashed to pieces, how can you say it's not a fight?"
"That's because I angered the master, and he smashed it at me!"
"I don't believe it! If you dared to provoke Brother Tian, he would have drawn a gun, not used a vase in such a gentle manner!"
"Miss Xuan, I have to go do some work now, goodbye!" Monica left without paying any more attention to Long Xiaoxuan, calmly walking away.
Long Xiaoxuan peered into the bedroom for a long while before walking away with a touch of loss.
Xia Yanxin finished her shower and, wrapped in a bath towel, stepped out of the bathroom.
Long Yutian was still sitting on the sofa, watching her with a deep gaze. She wanted to say something to him, but the recent unpleasantness also irritated her, so she didn't want to deal with him, keeping her head down as if she hadn't seen him.
"Come here..."
