Lan Tian smiled, his smile like melting ice and snow, awakening everything around. It was as if everyone could hear the sound of spring blossoming.
Lan Tian had never laughed as heartily and frequently as he did today, nodding in approval as he looked towards the door, "I think so too."
Mo Junhua returned with water, overhearing Lan Tian say 'He's my man' and without second thoughts, he assumed it referred to himself, feeling delighted. He paused by the door to eavesdrop more on what Lan Tian would say next, only to hear a female soldier commenting that he was old enough to be Lan Tian's dad.
The provocation had arrived on his doorstep!
Mo Junhua's expression immediately darkened, his aura chilling as he radiated coldness blatantly, warning everyone to stay away, and stepped into the compartment. He coldly eyed Zhou Yuwei, speaking politely yet without warmth, "Comrade, your berth is opposite. The train is about to leave, please return to your berth. We need to rest."
