His lukewarm pursuit will likely relegate him to a perpetual supporting male role...
"Oh." Mo Qing nodded knowingly. She wouldn't bother to find out if he was telling the truth. Anyway, the two of them would always start arguing, so it was better to keep this distance.
"You said you wouldn't come?" Mo Tingqi glanced at Mo Yanyu, who had a calm expression on his face, and felt an immense pain in his heart just looking at his face.
He snorted coldly, still harboring resentment over Mo Yanyu's deception.
Everything was fine when we called each other before. I used him as an excuse to call Mo Qing out for some fresh air, and then he pretended to have something to do and didn't come out.
It turned out he was lying; he still came with Momo Baby.
"My brother wasn't planning on coming, but I dragged him along." Mo Qing smiled brightly, as if she were taking credit.
Mo Tingqi's eye twitched. She really was his precious treasure!
Is this a case of one thing overcoming another? But he can't blame her, so what can he do?
Of course, you have to swallow your bitterness and bear it.
"Qiao Qian'an, about your trip to Yunnan last time, did my third brother tell you about it?" Mo Qing's eyes darted around, and she looked at Qiao Qian'an with a friendly smile.
Her main reason for coming here today is to discuss chess with Mo Ting.
Qiao Qian'an's eyes flickered, but he remained silent, neither admitting nor refuting.
"Don't make excuses. The only person who knows my whereabouts is Third Brother. You can't possibly be there on vacation too, can you?" Mo Qing sat down to Mo Tingqi's right, her beautiful eyes fixed on him.
“Your third brother didn’t do it on purpose; I was the one who asked him.” Qiao Qian’an’s lips curled up, as if to “rescue” Mo Tingqi.
"It wasn't intentional?" Mo Qing smiled brightly, resting her chin on her hand and blinking at him.
If she hadn't made that call intentionally, then he certainly hadn't done it on purpose. But the problem is, she's already explained it, but now that she claims it wasn't intentional, who would believe her?
Mo Tingqi, looking slightly embarrassed, covered his mouth with his hand and cleared his throat, "..."
Qiao Qian'an, you dared to betray your father. If I don't avenge you tenfold, you don't deserve to be called Mo Tingqi.
"Could you please make me a cocktail?" Mo Qing was too lazy to argue with him. If she really wanted to, she would have never set foot in his bar again.
However, Qiao Qian'an's words just now were clearly a deliberate scheme against Mo Tingqi, and she naturally understood his underlying meaning. But she couldn't be bothered to care about the "love and hate" between the two of them.
Mo Tingqi raised his eyes, a deep smile playing on his lips. "No mixing allowed."
"Eh? Third Brother can't even afford to buy his sister a drink now, is that right?" Mo Qing blinked innocently, took a sip of wine, tilted her head, and looked at Mo Tingqi with an innocent and charming expression.
Mo Tingqi's brow twitched. The more Momo smiled like that, the more dangerous she seemed.
Under her intense gaze, he touched his slightly cold neck, a smirk playing on his lips, exuding an irresistible charm. "Do as you please, do as you please. Mix her a cocktail with the lowest alcohol content."
The next sentence was naturally directed at the bartender.
The bartender, who was quite good-looking, gave him an OK sign without even looking up.
"Satisfied now?" Mo Tingqi's lips curled into a smile as he helplessly patted her head and coaxed, "Are you still angry?"
The girl is naturally a bit spoiled; if you make her uncomfortable, she can make you feel all sorts of emotions...
"How could I bear to be angry with you, Third Brother?" Mo Qing blinked, her innocent and harmless expression revealing her beautiful dimples.
Mo Tingqi suddenly laughed, a dangerous laugh, like a poppy growing on a cliff, beautiful and captivating, irresistible.
The girl is quite vengeful.
"Brother, would you like a drink?" Mo Qing turned her head and looked at her handsome and conspicuous brother beside her. She was sensitive to the many eyes around her that were fixed on him, some infatuated, some admiring, and some predatory.
Each gaze was intensely burning, as if they wished they could tear the brother into countless pieces and devour him whole.
I couldn't help but sigh again in my heart:
No wonder even Yao Yao fell for it; her brother really does have the makings of a heartbreaker!
However, to others, this sitting posture looked like three outstanding and elegant men surrounding Mo Qing like a princess.
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