As soon as the door closed, the doorbell rang again.
Mo Yuan frowned and clenched his fists, preparing to punch Fu Ying the moment he opened the door.
"Brother, let me tell him."
Mo Rao was really worried that Mo Yuan and Fu Ying would fight, so she hurriedly stood up and stopped Mo Yuan.
"Rao Rao…"
"This is between him and me after all. I don't want you guys to fight because of me," Mo Rao said to Mo Yuan seriously.
When Mo Yuan saw that Mo Rao was so persistent, no matter how unhappy he was, he could only make way for her.
Mo Rao walked to the door and opened it.
"Fu Ying, let's talk outside."
Fu Ying obediently took a step back.
It was a little cold outside the door. Fu Ying and Mo Rao were inches apart. He asked, "Are you cold? Why don't we go in and talk?"
As he spoke, warm white air filled the space between Fu Ying and Mo Rao, as if it wanted to melt the ice between them.
