Xiao Muli knew that recently Yu Qihao had often been distracted and downhearted, all because of Situ Xin.
"What does it mean to let go? And what does it mean not to be able to let go? There are just some people who will never be yours, no matter how much you obsess over it. She will not belong to you," Yu Qihao said this and sighed softly. He hadn't let go, but he had finally crawled out of the corner he had backed himself into. "Muli, I don't want to see Xiao Xin with any man other than you, so, you have to really try your best,"
It wasn't that Yu Qihao had let go of Situ Xin. But it was only because the person by Situ Xin's side was his brother, Xiao Muli. "If you're not capable of holding onto Xiao Xin, you'd better let me know sooner rather than later. By then, I won't be polite anymore."
Yu Qihao's words were spoken with a joking tone, but Xiao Muli knew that Yu Qihao was serious.
"I won't give you that opportunity," Xiao Muli said seriously as he looked at Yu Qihao.