"Mr. Xiao, have you ever seen a sister serving her brother? Mr. Xiao, you really have a heavy taste." Xia Chuqing glared at him, defiantly tugging at his hand, trying to break free.
"I told you, I'm not your brother!" Xiao Mo was annoyed.
"Mr. Xiao, aren't you being hypocritical? Last time at the milk tea shop in our school, you insisted you were my brother, wanting to take care of me, care for me. Is this what you call taking care? Taking care of me to bed?"
Xiao Mo was clearly choked by Xia Chuqing's words. Just now he was cautious in front of that older man, but here in front of him, she became unrelenting with her arguments!
How dare she talk back to him!
"Mr. Xiao, let go. If this gets to Sister Chaomu, neither of us will look good." Xia Chuqing struggled.
She had been drinking too that night, and she had quite a bit of strength.
"Want me to call that old man back for you?" Xiao Mo was angry, coldly watching Xia Chuqing struggle.
