Mo Han-yu leaned in his arms. "Lengshao seems to have prejudices about you. Can't you solve the problem between you and him?"

Fu Zi got up with her and went to the restaurant. "The problem between me and him seems to be unsolvable. Didn't you see it that day? He's a tight guardian!"

Mo Han-yu helped him fill the rice and put it in front of him. "Are you still worried about it?"

"I just want to worry about you. What else can I worry about? Don't you believe me yet?" Fu Zixun also knows that not women are careful, but men are also careful.

"I'm not careful, I'm afraid...