Murong Qian spoke in a righteous manner, yet Lu Cong listened with distaste, his tone sour as he asked, "So you mean, if he weren't the one Gu Li likes, you would fall for him?"
"Huh?"
Murong Qian was stunned for a moment, clearly not expecting Lu Cong to think in such a way. She responded, rolling her eyes, "What are you talking about? I don't feel like chatting with you."
With those words, she picked up her small bag and strode quickly towards the villa, leaving Lu Cong behind.
Lu Cong hastened after her, "Hey, woman, did I hit a nerve?"
Murong Qian: "I'm speechless!"
She quickened her pace.
Men, can sometimes be even more childish than children, especially those who get jealous easily.
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Meanwhile,
Mo Shiting entered the villa, and happened to see Gu Li in her outdoor clothes, hair tied in a bun, looking refreshing and attractive as she descended the stairs.
"Brother Ting, how coincidental, I was just about to call you."
Seeing Mo Shiting, Gu Li beamed with joy.