Wei Ziyi's face suddenly turned red, wanting to step back two steps, but found her hands and feet powerless, she just said softly:
"You mustn't mess around... Sister Xiao Yun hasn't decided yet."
"..."
Su Mo didn't know how to respond to these words.
He gently shook his head and let go of Wei Ziyi.
Wei Ziyi immediately began to act arrogantly again:
"Then you say, why are you inviting her for a stroll together later?"
"What do you think?"
Su Mo gave her a sideways glance: "Your little brain is undoubtedly clever, but why does it become confused whenever other women are involved?"
"Whenever other women are involved..."
Wei Ziyi was suddenly flustered: "When did I?"
"Still arguing?"
Su Mo casually poured a cup of tea, the tea warm, evidently replaced regularly; he checked the cup for poison before taking a sip:
"Outside Tianqu City that time, we encountered people from Jile Heavenly Palace.
"Even you lost your composure...
