Saturday evening, Qingran and the two of them were sitting at the dining table eating together.
Li Qing Mo occasionally gave Xie Ying'an a provocative look, while Xie Ying'an quietly ate his meal without sparing him a glance.
As a result, Li Qing Mo became even angrier, his movements with the bowl and chopsticks significantly harsher.
Qingran also ate in silence, completely ignoring the cold war between them.
Moreover, this cold war was blatantly one-sided on her brother's part.
Whereas Xie Ying'an remained expressionless the whole time, Li Qing Mo managed to infuriate himself to death, which was truly something.
Snap!
Chopsticks were slapped on the dining table, Li Qing Mo gave Xie Ying'an a glare, accidentally involving Qingran in his resentful gaze, before he took a tissue, wiped his mouth, and went upstairs.
Qingran: "..."
Lately, why had she become an innocent bystander caught in the crossfire?
