Lu Hechen's eyes sharply contracted as he stared ahead, a harshness looming in their depths.
Zhuang Yuezhou dropped his frivolous demeanor and asked seriously, "Does he know we are watching them from here?"
Wasn't that obvious?
Lu Hechen paid no attention to Zhuang Yuezhou.
His gaze was fixed on Weilan.
Shen Weilan couldn't bear it any longer; she picked up the tea with her other hand and splashed it towards Qin Mofeng.
Qin Mofeng was prepared. He stepped back, made a side move, and dodged the assault.
Weilan freed her hand and gave him a cold look.
Qin Mofeng started laughing, seemingly very pleased.
He didn't seem angry at all.
Weilan shot him a cold glance and said in a deep voice, "Qin Mofeng, do you think this is funny?"
"Very funny," Qin Mofeng said with a wicked smile.
After sitting down, Weilan stopped talking.
Qin Mofeng also took his seat again.
On the other side, Lu Hechen's eyebrows were deeply furrowed. Qin Mofeng, he was deliberately provoking.
