Xiao Qimo lowered his head to look at the pile of things in his arms. The jealousy he felt moments ago instantly turned into romance, and his heart was floating with bubbles.
It was truly a mix of surprise and delight.
He glanced at the group of friends and family around him. Except for Ya Ling, the rest still hadn't recovered from the shock.
Mo Si's knees almost buckled. Thinking back to how he had doubted the relationship between Ya Qiao and Miss Lu earlier, he just wanted to drop to his knees and admit his mistake.
"Miss Lu, I was ignorant. I shouldn't have told Ya Qiao to scram before…"
Mo Fan's face was frozen in disbelief, while Mo Nie stared stunned at Lu Mian and slapped himself hard across the face.
He really must've gone crazy. What was he even bargaining for? This was clearly a public display of affection!
5201314. Of course, it couldn't be more or less than exactly that number.
