Infatuated with Qiao An

Not far away, Lu Mo looked at Huo Xiaoran. The smile on her face pierced her every nerve. She didn't understand why Huo Xiaoran didn't leave Qiao An even though she had seemingly abandoned him time and time again.

She hated Huo Xiaoran's endless tolerance for Qiao An, but she had forgotten that she was also playing the role of Huo Xiaoran. She missed Huo Xiaoran's looks, education, and power. No matter how Huo Xiaoran treated her coldly or chased her away, she would always be gentle to him.

Lu Mo endured the displeasure in her heart and walked towards Huo Xiaoran with a smile.

"Senior." Wishfully, she took his hand.

Huo Xiaoran's body froze slightly. Lu Mo could feel his resistance to her touch, but in order to show off to Qiao An, not only did she not retreat, she even held Huo Xiaoran's arm even tighter.