Mo Shiting stared at the blonde-haired teenager in front of him, swiftly recalling his past relationship with Gu Li. At this moment, he found the boy's hand resting on Gu Li's arm particularly bothersome.
The teen was oblivious, clinging to Gu Li as if she were his precious treasure.
Huh!
If these two claimed there were no flirtations between them, he wouldn't believe it.
Mot Shiting's slender, dark eyes suddenly showed a dangerous glint. He didn't bother wasting words on him, he just reached out to snatch her away.
Could Da Ha even compete?
In a matter of moments, Mo Shiting effortlessly took Gu Li from his arms.
Upon making contact with Gu Li's body, Mo Shiting couldn't help but frown.
Why is she burning up?
Could she really be sick?
The man's eyes flashed with a few dark sparks.
Da Ha was not willing to give up, but out of helplessness, he clenched his fists, warning ominously, "Mo Shiting, you dare to hurt my boss, just you try!"