"You don't need to glare at them; they are all my girls and only listen to me!"
Xiang Yun wiped her mouth and handed the handkerchief to Cui Ping, still sitting there, looking at him with cold eyes. Her clear eyes were indifferent and remote, without a hint of warmth, as if she were looking at a complete stranger!
Mo Zili paused for a moment and didn't really care whether a few girls were there or not. He lifted his robe and sat down opposite her. Only after he had settled did he speak.
"I came to see you."
"To see me?"
Upon hearing this, Xiang Yun couldn't help but let out a cold laugh and said sarcastically, "Young Master Mo must have forgotten what I said to you when I left Duke Li Guo's Mansion. I will never forgive you in this lifetime. We are sworn enemies, destined to never cease until death!"
Cui Lu prepared some tea and brought it over, placing it on the table, along with grapes, pears, and other fruits.
