Mo Nuan had arranged to meet Pei Liheng at noon. When she arrived at the café, Pei Liheng was already there. She immediately noticed the bruise at the corner of his mouth and frowned. "Senior, what happened to your mouth?"

"I got into a fight," Pei Liheng replied bluntly.

Mo Nuan shook her head with a smile, not connecting it to Lu Chen and thinking it was just a coincidence. "My husband also got into a fight a few days ago. You guys are in your thirties; why are you still fighting like teenagers? What kind of mindset is that?"

Pei Liheng gave a slight, cold snort and got straight...