After dinner, Mo Jiashuo stopped Mo Xiaoman.
"Wait a moment."
"What's up?" Mo Xiaoman turned her head to look at Mo Jiashuo.
"Come out and chat."
Mo Jiashuo got up and walked outside.
Mo Xiaoman nodded and followed Mo Jiashuo out.
It was midsummer, and the plants in the Mo Family's garden were growing luxuriantly. The fragrance of unknown flowers was overwhelming, making people feel at ease.
"Brother, is there something you want to talk about?"
"What's going on with Chu Xiaoyu and Hexuan?"
Mo Jiashuo lit a cigarette and looked at Mo Xiaoman. His demeanor was calm but carried an inherent authority, making Mo Xiaoman afraid to hide anything. "What's going on with Chu Xiaoyu and Hexuan?"
Mo Jiashuo lit a cigarette and looked at Mo Xiaoman. His tone was unhurried, but he had an inherent authority that made Mo Xiaoman afraid to hide anything.
"Hexuan has a girl he likes."
