"Mo Mo, you're finally back."
Zhou Mo took a few steps back, creating distance between them.
"Why are you here again?"
"You still haven't compensated me for the money, so of course, I had to come."
Yu Yizhou's leg was now able to touch the ground slightly, and he had switched to using a single crutch, supporting himself on the injured side.
Zhou Mo didn't want to deal with him and tried to bypass him to open the door.
Yu Yizhou hopped along, quickly following behind Zhou Mo.
He suddenly approached her, startling Zhou Mo. "What are you doing!"
"Just come inside and sit for a bit. After all, I am your ex-lover, right?"
Facing him, Zhou Mo distanced herself. "Get it straight, we have no relationship anymore."
"That's why I said ex-lover," Yu Yizhou sneered at Zhou Mo with ill intentions and grabbed her hand.
Zhou Mo instinctively shook off his grip, taking several steps back, and looked at him with a disgusted expression, as if she had seen something repulsive.