Ye Zhan said calmly, "I like Qingqing, and I will pursue her."
Mo Ziye's handsome face darkened upon hearing this.
The previously harmonious atmosphere suddenly filled with tension.
After Ye Zhan finished speaking, he said nothing further.
He was indeed only informing him.
A few seconds later, Mo Ziye suddenly smiled.
It seemed the cold aura around him just now was an illusion.
He stood up, looking down at Ye Zhan sitting on the sofa. His opponent had handsome features and a gentle temperament.
A truly formidable enemy.
Yet, he said nonchalantly, "I hope after being rejected you can remain as calm and composed as you are now."
Ye Zhan raised an eyebrow.
Then stood up, "I hope when Qingqing and I have our wedding, you'll be as composed as you are now."
"Daydreaming."
Mo Ziye walked out of the sofa, suggesting he go upstairs to sleep.
Ye Zhan laughed heartily, "It's a dream come true."
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The next morning, Ye Zhan got up early and went to the Qin family.
