"Cough, cough, cough..." Qin Youxue choked on her juice and suddenly started coughing. Jealous? How could she be jealous?
"Why are you so careless?" The man frowned slightly, his tone somewhat dissatisfied, yet his actions were gentle as he patted her back to help her breathe easier.
Someone with sharp eyes asked with a laugh, "Third Young Master, who's this? A new face, haven't seen her before."
Mo Hexuan replied casually, "The person I like."
The room fell silent in an instant, even Qin Youxue froze.
But the eerie quiet lasted only a few seconds. Soon everyone reacted, returning to their own activities, drinking and chatting away, as the private room regained its liveliness.
Only Qin Youxue remained dazed.
She was held in Mo Hexuan's arms, her originally calm heart now in complete disarray because of his words.
