Fu Jiu paused slightly, before accepting the call. "Hi, Brother Mo."
"If you are not in school, where are you?"
She couldn't hear any trace of anger in his voice, which heightened her senses even more. "Outside."
"Together with Li Mengran," Qin Mo added harshly.
Fu Jiu broke into laugh. "How did you know, Brother Mo?"
"What do you think?" Before Qin Mo could finish the sentence, the line went dead.
At that moment, there wasn't anyone around to see the menacing expression on his face.
He never felt this way before.
The moment he shut his eyes, the image of the youngster confessing would pop up.
What exactly was he doing?
Was he on a date?
Have they held hands or… kissed?
The thought of the latter gave him a sudden urge to smoke.
That was exactly what he did; he single-handedly tugged his collar as a sea of cigarette buds surrounded him.
