Mo Qingcheng's eyelids twitched, and she pushed Qi Yuanwei away, but tragedy struck.

With a "rip!" sound, a section of Qi Yuanwei's sleeve was torn off, leaving him completely stunned.

Mo Qingcheng blushed: "If I said I didn't mean it, would you believe me?"

Qi Yuanwei raised an eyebrow: "Mo Qingcheng, are you deliberately seducing me?"

"Seducing you my ass?" Mo Qingcheng's face darkened as she flicked half of her sleeve at Qi Yuanwei's face: "Shameless!"

Qi Yuanwei: "..."

Feeling pleased, he chuckled softly, "You actually believe such a lame excuse?"

"I..." Mo Qingcheng glared angrily at Qi Yuanwei, coughing... a little disbelieving...

Suddenly, a figure rushed over and blocked Qi Yuanwei's view.

"Young Master Qi, you are shameless..." Lin Feifei put her hands on her hips and started cursing.

Qi Yuanwei swept his cold gaze over her: "What's it to you?"

"You...you are utterly vulgar!"

"What's it to you?"

"You...you bastard..."

"Miss Lin, I am not your type..." Qi Yuanwei said coldly, his eyes dark and unfathomable, and he turned his eyes away in annoyance.

Lin Feifei has completely lost face and dignity. She covered her face with her hands, feeling like crying.

Don't stop me!

Don't look at me!

Mo Qingcheng chuckled: "Feifei, don't tell me you misunderstood just now?"

"Sister Mo..." Lin Feifei stamped her foot, a pang of bitterness rising in her heart: "What on earth are you doing?"

Qi Yuanwei glanced at Lin Feifei with a half-smile, looking incredibly irritating, and said, "Miss Lin, you wouldn't happen to want me to carry you, would you?"

“You…” Lin Feifei stared wide-eyed in disbelief, tears welling in her eyes, glaring angrily at Qi Yuanwei: “Shameless scoundrel.”

Qi Yuanwei coldly retorted, "This young master wouldn't be shameless with you..."

Mo Qingcheng was speechless: "Shut up!"

"Mrs. Mo... how could you treat me like this?" Qi Yuanwei went all out with his shamelessness, making Lin Feifei grit her teeth in anger.

Mo Qingcheng was too embarrassed to watch: "You two continue, your love-hate relationship. I have other matters to attend to."

After saying that, Mo Qingcheng turned and walked away, not wanting to pay attention to anyone.

Lin Feifei stomped hard on Qi Yuanwei's foot and caught up with Mo Qingcheng's pace. For some reason, she felt inexplicably choked up.

Qi Yuanwei glanced at her coldly, asking himself if he had offended Lin Feifei. Women are such a hassle...

Feeling completely ignored, Ma Yunke was utterly bewildered: "Miss Lin, wait for me..."

Lin Feifei slipped and almost fell to her knees, but she ran even faster, as if the wind was blowing through her feet…

Mo Qingcheng vanished in a flash, disappearing from sight in the blink of an eye. When Lin Feifei and Ma Yunke arrived, panting, they found Qi Yuanwei and Mo Qingcheng squatting on the ground, heads close together, seemingly talking to each other.

One spoke while the other listened; the speaker meant no harm, but the listener took it to heart. This scene deeply stung Lin Feifei's eyes.

Jack Ma chuckled sheepishly, "Miss Lin, what are you doing hiding here?"

"None of your business!" Lin Feifei rolled her eyes, her nose stung, and she turned to leave.

"Madam Mo, sir, Miss Lin has left, she left crying..." Ma Yunke felt it necessary to remind her.

Surprisingly, they were all incredibly calm.

"Don't worry, it'll be back in a minute..."

"She has legs, why don't you go after her?"

Mo Qingcheng's eyes flickered slightly, a bitter smile playing on her lips. "Feifei, I can't just stand by and watch you fall into the clutches of evil..."

Qi Yuanwei, who preferred cleanliness, continued skewering the meat: "Mrs. Mo, are you sure it will taste good grilled?"