Mo Xingyuan hung up and served the meat.
“Are you trying to butter me up, Mo Xingyuan?” Su Li eyed the heaping plates of food, unable to stop herself from swallowing.
He dished out a small bowl of rice for her. “Are you angry?”
Su Li narrowed her eyes. “And you can’t even tell?”
“I can’t.”
“…”
Su Li felt the exchange fall flat.
In truth, she wasn't really angry. It was just that Mo Xingyuan could
















