Hao Yansen turned his head to glance at her heavily made-up face, his expression indescribable.
Mo Jun asked with a smile, "Aren't you angry anymore?"
"Still am." After saying that, Hao Yansen continued to walk on.
Mo Jun was astonished, thinking to herself how petty the man could be.
"Bro Sen, I know I was wrong, please don't be angry, okay? Hmm? Is that okay..." Mo Jun continued to coax him, acknowledging that it was really difficult to appease an angry man.
At the same time, two female students who hadn't left the school happened to see Hao Yansen and Mo Jun not far away.
"Look! Who is that?" One girl exclaimed excitedly.
The other girl looked over and got excited too, "Is that Hao Yansen?! Ah, please tell me this isn't real. How could that possibly be Hao Yansen? Why would he suddenly come here?"
"It's him, I would recognize his silhouette even if he turned to ash!" Because it was his silhouette she saw most often.