Returning to the main hall, Chu Xiaoyu's face was still very red, she kept taking deep breaths, only feeling like her heart was about to leap out of her throat.
She recognized that voice—it was Mo Hexuan's older brother!
But... who was that woman?
"Xiaoyu, what's the matter?"
Mo Xiaoman came out from the kitchen holding cut watermelon, seeing Chu Xiaoyu's face flushed and swollen, she asked curiously.
"No... nothing." Chu Xiaoyu rubbed her face and replied quickly.
She usually wouldn't be so startled, but that voice really surprised her. Mo Jiashuo seemed... seemed like such a temperate man, she never thought he would be so bold! Doing such things in his own garden, truly... truly people are not always what they seem...
With her mind cluttered, Chu Xiaoyu heard Mo Xiaoman ask her, "By the way, Xiaoyu, did you see Little Butterfly?"
"Ah? No, I didn't."
