"I deliberately came to find you."
These words, coming from Duan Zimu's mouth, were unusually forthright, without a hint of embarrassment.
Mo Shangjun stared at him silently.
After months apart, he seemed thinner and more tanned, but he still had that gentlemanly demeanor, graceful as ever.
"What's up?"
Casting a casual glance around, Mo Shangjun lifted her eyes to meet his gaze and asked with a smile.
Slightly lowering his head, Duan Zimu put one hand in his pocket and asked her with a smile, "I heard you and Ya Tianxing have confirmed you're dating?"
Mo Shangjun thought for a moment before saying, "That's true."
"So when are you breaking up?" Duan Zimu quickly followed up.
This seemed like a premeditated question.
Mo Shangjun was slightly taken aback, looking at this person who, in some ways, resembled Ruan Yan.
"What's the matter," Mo Shangjun closed her notebook and lazily looked at him, "you all just can't stand seeing us together?"
