Xu Xia looked at her tightly closed door, sighed, and stepped back inside to lock the door again.
"Xiao Xia, is Mo Bei alright?" Tong Ya poured a cup of water for Leng Lin, gazing over with concern.
"Let her be alone for a while." Xu Xia said softly.
In the past two days, Xu Xia and Mo Bei had been living together.
They had spent a lot of time together, and got along well. Through Mo Bei's words, the name mentioned most often was Jiao Yang. At first, someone as carefree as Xu Xia didn't take it seriously, but when Mo Bei shouted that question at her just now, Xu Xia finally understood: this girl likes Jiao Yang.
Thinking of the look in Mo Bei's eyes when she met her gaze just now, Xu Xia could only feel regret in her heart.
This fool, she hadn't even realized something so simple. Last night, she even chatted with Mo Bei about how Jiao Yang treated Luo Xiaoqian so well, how persistent he was, and even said that Jiao Yang was Luo Xiaoqian's Guardian Angel and other such things.
