The light in the private room was dim, but the light spilling from the doorway illuminated Mo Siyu, making him seem as tall and majestic as a savior-like god! Although countless times before she had hated, cursed, and wished she could stick pins in a voodoo doll of him, at this moment, Mo Siyu's arrival still moved her to tears!
How did he arrive so timely? Naturally, it wasn't a call from Zhao Ziyin's assistant, who had already been knocked out, nor could it have been from Li Xinxin. In fact, this luxurious club belonged to his good friend, Ling Yichuan!
The matter between Mo Siyu and Zhao Ziyin was no longer a secret in their circle. Especially since he had crazily pursued Zhao Ziyin, and even Yu Zexiao had joked about it in their little circle. However, ridicule aside, since Mo Siyu pursued her so earnestly, they took it seriously.
