The waiter pointed towards the restroom: "Mr. Mo rushed over there."
"Thank you."
Meng Xi'er expressed her thanks and hurriedly ran in the direction indicated by the waiter.
Before she could reach, she heard a sharp scream, "Let go of me!"
It was Qin Youxue's voice.
Meng Xi'er's heart raced, just as she was about to rush over, she heard Mo Hexuan's furious roar, "Why? Haven't I treated you well enough?"
She paused slightly, her steps faltering.
This sounded like a couple quarreling.
"Let go of me!" Qin Youxue's voice was again urgent and sharp, "I will never forgive you in my life! Mo Hexuan, I hate you, I hate you for a lifetime!"
"You hate me? Why do you hate me? Who paid for your brother's medical bills? Who saved your brother? You spent my money, what right do you have to hate me?!"
