her footsteps. In his heart, this woman belonged to him. Because of hatred, he always restrained himself from approaching her, repeatedly telling himself that she was the daughter of his enemy, someo... his face.He was decisive, doing it all at once. He stood up abruptly, waving his hand with a casual elegance and irresistible charm, "Little brother, let's go."Mo Chen glanced at Mo Yao, seeing no re...