"It doesn't mean much, Madam Jiang should understand my meaning!"
Qin Qin glanced at the bag on the ground; Mo Qianhui looked at the floor, quickly squatted down, stuffed the exposed item into the bag, zipped it up, and stared coldly at Qin Qin, "What did you see?"
"What does Madam Jiang want me to see?" Qin Qin smiled faintly, Mo Qianhui stared coldly at her, "I warn you, you..."
"Who does Madam Jiang want to warn?"
A low, icy voice sounded from behind Qin Qin, and Mo Qianhui looked past her to see who it was, her expression changing drastically.
Mo Yunchen, tall and imposing, walked towards the two of them from not far away, his long phoenix eyes deep and inscrutable, the darkness in his gaze making Mo Qianhui shiver.
"Mo Yunchen!"
Mo Qianhui's voice was a bit sharp.
Mo Yunchen stood in front of Qin Qin, grabbing her hand.
Mo Qianhui stared in disbelief at Qin Qin and Mo Yunchen holding hands.
"Let's go in!"
