The Mysterious Guest

Mo Yu sized up the man who stood at the door. He searched his memory but he had never seen this man before. This man came looking for Mo Li, I doubt it's for anything good.

"Quan Yu... You fucking..." While Mo Yu was confused, he suddenly heard a familiar voice. Then his brother from the Xiao Family appeared before him, carrying bags, big and small.

Quan Yu, that bastard had me carry all these things after he cleaned out the supermarket. I shouldn't have made the bet with him that the traffic police would let us go like that.

"Oh, Mo Yu, you're here too?!" When Xiao Yuan saw the man standing at the door, he greeted with a bitter smile. Jesus, how unlucky can I get today? If there was something Xiao Yuan hated, it was to be around the space where both Mo Li and Mo Yu were present. He could already feel the headache coming as he imagined Mo Li stomping her feet in anger and Mo Yu countering with his caustic remarks.