As they were speaking, Xiao Moli pushed open the door and entered.
At the sight of Xiao Moli, the eyes of the women lit up instantly, and they hastily crowded around him.
Xiao Moli frowned, steering clear from the women's touch and headed towards An Ziqi.
"Sir, what kind of clothing are you interested in purchasing? We offer high-end customized services here."
One of the women enthusiastically followed him and explained.
Another woman disdainfully pushed An Ziqi out of the way.
"Scram, don't get in the way."
An Ziqi didn't anticipate being shoved, she lost balance and started to falter backward.
With quick reflexes, Xiao Moli stepped forward and pulled An Ziqi into his embrace.
An Ziqi only felt herself falling into a wide embrace and saw Xiao Moli's icy face behind her, prompting her to quickly straighten up.
"Hey, it was her who pushed me, you can't blame me."