Yan Zhirou smirked coldly, her mind already calculating the next move.
"Mom, go quickly! Or do you want me to approach Young Master Mo myself? That would make me seem too forward."
"That makes sense."
Ye Lirong agreed and hastily chased after him.
"Young Master Mo!"
Ye Lirong shouted loudly, drawing the attention of many in the hall.
Just back from Ancheng University, Mo Chuxi was already in a foul mood due to Xu Nuo's provocation earlier in the morning. Seeing Ye Lirong now, his handsome features grew even colder.
"Young Master Mo, I'm Rou's mother! You must still remember me, right?"
Ye Lirong approached with a flattering smile.
Mo Chuxi cast a glance at the middle-aged woman in front of him, his face cold and impassive.
"What do you want?"
He asked indifferently, his pace unwavering as he headed toward the elevator. Ye Lirong hurried after him.
