He Qing has always disliked women who throw themselves at him.
Therefore, when Yin Mo's shoulder collided with his chest, He Qing immediately frowned, "Not watching where you're going?"
In front of outsiders, Yin Mo always maintains a calm and unruffled expression.
Others often perceive her as cold as ice.
Yin Mo raised her head and calmly apologized.
He Qing's gaze flickered, hesitantly asking, "Are you... Miss Yin?"
Staring at his highly recognizable, narrow eyes, Yin Mo nodded slightly, "Yes, hello, goodbye."
Having said that, she stepped aside to make way, preparing to find He Chen.
"Why is Miss Yin here in Parma?" He Qing pursued a question beside her, a hint of light flashing in his eyes.
Yin Mo brushed aside the hair at the corner of her mouth and looked at him indifferently, "Can't I be here?"
He Qing: "..."
He Qing knows Yin Mo because she was one of Li Qiao's bridesmaids at Shaoyan's grand wedding.
