Mo Yu was cold to Xiao Hong. For every ten sentences she pelted him with, he only answered one. However, he had a lot of patience towards Sima You Yue and would take the initiative to talk to her.
Even if Xiao Hong's personality was rather loud and brash, after having interacted with him for around half a day, she was aware as well. Before evening came, she said that she had something on and left.
Sima You Yue saw her forlorn silhouette leaving and shook her head helplessly.
Although she would be sad for a few days, it was better than being hurt once she found out about his real identity.
In the later days, Xiao Hong came less often. Everytime she came, it would be when Mo Yu wasn't around. The moment Mo Yu came, she would leave.
Sima You Yue was rather begrudging towards Mo Yu as she drank her tea. It was all because of him that she wasn't able to talk well with Xiao Huang and had no time to ask her anything about that elder.
