"Did you pay to build this place?" Mo Beiyan lifted a hand to undo his cufflinks. It was clearly an elegant move, yet he somehow did it with a wicked, seductive air. "If you want to join in, I don't mind."
"Your room should be next door," Su Qingtian stayed where she was. "Xiao Ran is your wife."
"Don't stand here throwing bricks at your own window. You like being a third wheel, but I don't have that kink. One explosion and it all goes to hell," Mo Beiyan gave her shoulder a shove. "Move!"
Su Qingtian was shoved and staggered. She suddenly grabbed his wrist. "Eldest Young Master, do you like me?"
Mo Beiyan's eyelids twitched and he turned his handsome face away. "Say that again?"
"I said, do you like me?" Su Qingtian lifted her head. "Before…"
She had always thought that Mo Beiyan liked her.
If he didn't, why would he have treated her that way before? Always picking on her, yet helping her several times in the Mo Family, and even agreeing to help her find her family…
