The smile in mo shenbai's eyes deepened. &Quot; do you want to make a bet? "
"What?"
&Quot; if she lowers her head and apologizes ... &Quot; mo shenbai lowered his head and whispered in her ear, his voice so low that only the two of them could hear.
Xu Youyou's face turned red and she glanced at him with eyes full of anger.
***
At seven o 'clock in the evening, mo shenbai and Xu Youyou had dinner. The heavy rain outside showed no signs of stopping.
After mo shenbai asked the servant to bring a plate of fruit, Fu Anbang walked in with Fu ning.
It was raining heavily. Although the two of them were holding an umbrella, their clothes were still wet. Because they had been standing for a long time without eating, their faces were pale and Haggard, and they could not hide the fatigue between their brows.
Mo shenbai held a fruit plate and sent the fruit with a golden fork to Xu Youyou's lips.
Fu Anbang's gaze fell on Xu Youyou first, then on mo shenbai.
