These words were extremely grating to Lu Chi.
Whether in the past or now.
His feelings for Mu Xiaocheng have never changed.
Seeing their hands clasped together, Lu Chi's eyes flickered, and he looked away as if trying to escape.
He chuckled lazily, "Alright, alright, stop asserting your dominance here."
He laughed nonchalantly, as if he didn't care at all.
Mu Xiaocheng glanced at Ji Huaishen and made a move to pull her hand away from his.
But Ji Huaishen wouldn't allow it.
He held her hand tightly and said in a deep voice, "The charity auction is about to begin, let's go."
Mu Xiaocheng frowned slightly; she realized that Ji Huaishen was indeed a person whose moods were unpredictable.
One moment she's incredibly gentle, the next she's like an iceberg, making her impossible to fathom.
She forced a smile, not wanting to embarrass him here.
She could only give Lu Chi an apologetic smile before following him.
Young Master Lu winked at Mu Xiaocheng as if he didn't care at all.
It's like... they don't care at all.
When Song Guiran saw that Sister Xiaocheng had left, he immediately wanted to chase after her.
He didn't want to be with this tyrant Lu.
He was about to leave when a clear, crisp voice called out to him.
"Xiao Ran".
That sound is...
Song Guiran turned around slowly, and sure enough, he saw his brother walking towards him.
Song Yansheng was wearing a silver-gray suit today. He was tall and slender, which made his skin appear even whiter.
He had handsome features, but his dark eyes lacked any sparkle.
Yang Pu followed behind him, holding a hand warmer in his hand.
"elder brother."
Song Guiran called out obediently, looking like a mouse seeing a cat.
Song Yansheng glanced at Lu Chi beside him and nodded to him politely.
Lu Chi smiled, put his hands in his pockets, and left.
There's nothing for him to do here anymore.
Song Yansheng's gaze returned to Song Guiran, and she raised an eyebrow, asking, "Did you come with Xiao Cheng?"
"Mm." Song Guiran nodded honestly.
His brother is really smart; he always guesses right.
"I heard from your teacher that you haven't been doing well lately?"
It's over.
What was bound to happen has finally happened.
Song Guiran opened her mouth, but didn't know how to defend herself.
He hasn't been doing well lately.
Because he was the one who lost love.
He thought his brother was too busy to care about him, but who knew...
Song Guiran knew he had made a mistake and hung his head.
Song Yansheng sighed helplessly, just about to scold him, when a familiar figure suddenly appeared in his field of vision.
This charity gala invited people from all over the country and even the world.
Su Xiaoling is here on behalf of her group.
Today, she wore a white fairy dress, looking both elegant and adorable.
Her curly brown short hair was casually draped over her shoulders, and her skin was fair; she looked as delicate as a porcelain doll.
Su Xiaoling spotted Song Yansheng not far away at a glance.
She smiled and strode towards him.
Looking at Su Xiaoling walking towards her, Song Yansheng felt inexplicably nervous.
His eyes narrowed, and he hesitated to utter the words he wanted to reprimand Song Guiran.
Yangpu is a die-hard fan of Su Xiaoling, so naturally he saw her.
He wasn't reserved at all, and excitedly exclaimed, "Goddess! My goddess has arrived!"
Upon hearing Yang Pu's voice, Song Guiran turned around and looked at the girl behind him.
He glanced furtively at his older brother; his brother's eyes and reaction seemed a little off.
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