Mo Beiyan's brows furrowed deeper, faced with her question, he didn't know how to answer...
That slap was completely impulsive.
He didn't say anything.
Tong Ran pushed his hand away and went into the bathroom.
The sound of running water came from inside...
Moo Huantong felt a bit surprised, Xiao Ran's tone just now wasn't exactly good, yet he chose silence.
To her, although silence is the most advantageous weapon, it is also the biggest concession.
Mo Beiyan crossed his arms, raised an eyebrow looking at the woman on the sofa, "Alright, you're quicker than anyone at forming alliances."
Moo Huantong was seething with anger, retorting with pain, "If you're brave enough, why don't you form an alliance too?"
"You—"
Mo Beiyan made a move to go forward just as Tong Ran came out after wringing a towel dry, she quickly walked over, "Are you going to hit her again?"
Mo Beiyan frowned slightly, "I just want to check her injury."
