In a matter of seconds, Qiao Mu dashed back into the restaurant, dragging along a bewildered individual, with Qin Xuan's companion closely trailing behind, his emotions a mixture of amusement and irritation.
"Qiaoqiao, Qiaoqiao, you can't do this." Eldest Young Sir Qin wearily followed, reaching out to free Fifth Young Sir Qin, whose expression had darkened from her grip.
Crown Prince Mo's handsome countenance took on a severe look. He pulled the little lady close to his side and nonchalantly extended a leg to nudge in Fifth Young Sir Qin's direction.
In the blink of an eye, Qin Xuan hurriedly yanked his younger brother back, deftly avoiding the kick, and glared at Crown Prince Mo. He spoke with indignation, "Your Highness, my younger brother is just an ordinary mortal. With a kick like that, will he still be able to land safely?"
