The living room was bustling with activity, and it was still filled with the usual dazzling and extravagant decorations.
Mo Yuanxiu was smiling, and there was a hint of maturity in his charming smile as he said in his low voice, "You saw it just now?"
Wen Yun's expression darkened, and he glared at him. His voice was not friendly, but he did not sound as if he despised him. At least on the stage, Wen Yun was still the gentleman he used to be. "I don't know what you mean?"
"I kissed Lu Manman just now."
"I don't have time to listen to your bullsh*t." Wen Yun's expression darkened, and he coldly said, "Mo Yuanxiu, we were once classmates. Don't blame me for not reminding you beforehand that Lu Manman is different from the other women you know. It's impossible for you to win her heart."
"So what you mean is that Lu Manman will marry no one but you?" Mo Yuanxiu's thin lips quivered slightly, but there was no expression on his face.
