Tong Ran was shoved back by him, stumbling as a man beside her reached out and wrapped his arm around her slender waist, "Sister, since Young Master Jue is giving you the cold shoulder, how about you join me instead?"
Just as Tong Ran was about to push him away, Mo Nanjue curled his lips upwards, the fingers of his handsome, long hand lightly tapping on a beauty's shoulder, "Dongzi, if you want to have fun, do it here; don't go somewhere I can't see—it won't be enjoyable."
"..."
A sense of dread sank in Tong Ran's heart as she lowered her head to look at him, with a hint of shock in her eyes.
Although Tong Ran might not understand, Dongzi, who had been around, got the message; Mo Nanjue had made such a statement in public, which implied that this woman was his, didn't it?