"Yes! She is!"
Ye Lirong had no choice but to admit it.
"You... Who would've thought, even when you were young, you knew how to have fun!"
Yan Zhirou sneered.
Under the sunset, Ye Lirong's aging face turned a deep crimson.
"Rou, please! I'm begging you, don't let this matter... Mo, Young Master Mo!"
Seeing Mo Chuxi striding towards them with Yan Xinxin in his arms, Ye Lirong recoiled in terror.
Yan Zhirou snapped out of her daze and quickly adopted a worried expression, moving toward Mo Chuxi.
"Sister? Young Master Mo, what happened to my sister? Why did she faint?"
She looked utterly anxious and panicked, yet noticed Yan Xinxin tightly clutching something in her hand.
As Yan Zhirou tried to focus on what it was, Mo Chuxi shot her a murderous glare.
"Get lost. Don't show up within my sight."
"Young Master Mo, I..."
"Oh no, my Xinxin! What happened to her!"
Ye Lirong suddenly darted forward from behind Yan Zhirou, lunging directly toward Yan Xinxin.
