Mo Shangjun froze for a moment, then pushed Liang Zhiqiong away.
Someone followed behind them and came out. As they passed by, they gave the two women a strange look. Mo Shangjun responded with a threatening glare, the message clear—
"What the hell have you done to drive her crazy?"
The person understood, shook their head, and made a few hand gestures, signaling that their inquiries had been entirely normal and that nothing inappropriate had occurred.
Still half-convinced, Mo Shangjun withdrew her gaze.
Liang Zhiqiong seemed distracted, completely oblivious to the exchange between the two.
"Let's go."
Grabbing Liang Zhiqiong by the shoulder, Mo Shangjun abruptly pulled her along.
They headed in the direction out of the military district.
Liang Zhiqiong stretched lazily, glancing up at the gray, overcast sky before suddenly asking Mo Shangjun, "Hey, are you planning to send me away?"
"Yeah."
"I did a lot of thinking last night."
"About what?"
