144 Could it be Wen Ran

Luo Haofeng's handsome brows lifted slightly. Seeing Wen Ran approaching, he laughed and said, "I won't be a third wheel to you guys anymore. I'll go upstairs and see what Cheng Jia looks like."

Finishing his words, he turned and walked towards the stairs.

Mo Xiuchen's towering figure stood in the hallway, his gaze warm and gentle as it landed on the woman approaching from the opposite side. Watching her draw nearer with each step, waves of warmth involuntarily rose in his heart.

"Did you get impatient waiting?"

A few steps before she reached him, Mo Xiuchen strode forward, asking with a smile.

Wen Ran came to a stop in front of him, shaking her head and laughing, "No, my brother and I were chatting, and time flew by quickly."

Mo Xiuchen grinned, raising his hand to gently sweep aside a loose strand of hair from her forehead, revealing her fair skin. His slightly rough fingertips lingered on her skin, causing a small tremor in Wen Ran's heart.