"Young Master Shi?" Xue Lei looked at Shi Mo's face, feeling a little worried. "Why don't we call it a day?"
Xue Lei saw that Shi Mo had drunk a lot of alcohol and felt a little uneasy.
Who could not tell that Shi Mo was in a bad mood?
Who would dare to drink with this young master, afraid that they would be tainted with bad luck?
The other young masters also felt a little guilty and regretted intentionally mentioning the matter between Fang Mo'er and Mu Chen.
It would be better if they did not make things worse.
Xue Ni, on the other hand, was unwilling to accept this and wanted to push Fang Mo'er away.
Shi Mo's lips twitched as he lounged lazily. He waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about me, you guys can continue to play."
Xue Ni and Xue Lei looked at each other.
Who would dare to disobey Shi Mo? If he said to continue, they would.
