"Eh?" Qu Xiaoxiao was easily distracted. "Sister Jiaojiao is here too? Why didn't I see her just now?"
Chu Yao pointed casually in a direction, "Over there, go ahead."
"Then I'll wait for you by Sister Jiaojiao."
Qu Xiaoxiao took the opportunity to hook Chu Yao's arm and, after a slick move, swiftly slipped away.
The assistant stood behind Mo Li, coincidentally blocking Chu Yao's path.
Mo Li watched her with a mischievous look, his eyes dark and shady, his smile seeming very insincere, "Xiao Yao, do you have something to say to me?"
Chu Yao's gaze was rigid as she looked at him, "Mr. Mo, take your clothes back."
Mo Li chuckled, "Your dress got spilled on with wine, I was just covering it for you, I'm not cold."
"I'm telling you to take your filthy clothes back, take them back! Do you understand?"
Mo Li was still smiling, the angrier she got, the more excited he became, and a shadow of hidden, dirty lewdness gradually appeared in his eyes.
