How did he come to that conclusion? Which eye did he use and see that she was upset over that scum Mo Xuan Fei?
The moonlight streamed into the garden and brightly illuminated the pavilion which Mo Qian Yuan was as he chugged down wine straight from the jug. He was sitting on the stone chair as he smiled bitterly by himself.
“If you want to die early, go ahead and drink more!” A tender voice with a coldness broke the tranquility of the still night.