"Yangyang!" Just then, Ni Yang's shoulder was tapped.
"Yanran!" Ni Yang looked back slightly and smiled, "Yanran, when did you arrive?"
"I was busy this morning, so I just got here."
Feeling emptyness in his palm, Mo Qishen looked displeasedly at Li Yanran.
Li Yanran was chatting and laughing with Ni Yang, when she suddenly shivered and looked back, muttering, "Strange, why do I feel like someone is watching me from behind, giving me the chills."
Ni Yang laughed and said, "Who would be looking at you? Someone who has a secret crush on you?"
Mo Qishen: The person who wants to slap her to death.
"Brother!" Xiaozhou came over from another side, "Bro, what's going on with you? Why the long face? Today is your grand nephew's big day, you should be happy."
Mo Qishen narrowed his eyes, "Go get rid of her."
"Who?" Xiaozhou asked curiously.
"Li Yanran." Mo Qishen coldly spelled out the three words.