Li Mingmo was still moved, almost to the point of tears. "Ji Hanyu, although you told me to get lost, and although you're harsh with your words, I know you mean well."
Ji Hanyu: "You're really overthinking this."
"Bro, stop being so dishonest. You've really touched me deeply. Boohoo... You actually still think about getting revenge for me at this moment! I really have no way to repay you. Maybe I should..."
"Li Mingmo, you're such a drama queen! Stop coveting my husband. He doesn't need you to devote yourself to him either."
Bai Haoxue quickly pulled Ji Hanyu away, as if Li Mingmo was really about to snatch him away.
Li Mingmo: "..."
He was just too touched; he only wanted to invite him for a drink. He meant nothing else!
Devoting himself? What nonsense is that?
He's a perfectly straight, proper gentleman.
...
That evening, Bai Haoxue was packing their luggage in the room; tomorrow, they would be taking Number Three back.
