Si Mo's words caused Mu Qingge's eyes to suddenly narrow, and she almost choked on her breath.
She made an effort to hold it in, avoiding embarrassing herself.
After scanning the room and confirming no one noticed her, she then asked through a sound transmission, 'What do you mean?'
However, Si Mo intentionally played coy: 'Little Ge'er is so smart, can't you guess? Or are my words not clear enough?'
"..." Mu Qingge was speechless.
It's not that she couldn't guess; she couldn't believe it because she did.
She truly couldn't believe Si Mo would play such a big game!
This is simply... ridiculous!
Damn it! And he said she was impulsive! He's the impulsive one!
Mu Qingge grit her teeth in frustration, truly at a loss for words.
She turned her gaze to Si Mo, only to meet his wonderfully smiling eyes. The gleam in his eyes seemed smug, self-satisfied.
Mu Qingge shook her head imperceptibly, sighing repeatedly in her heart.
