Mo Yichen held Xiangyan’s hand and went up to Gu Yan with a smile. He pretended that nothing had happened.

“Why are you so late? We have been waiting for you for a long time.”

Gu Yan complained casually. However, her voice was so gentle that could make people be immersed in it, like a singer’s voice.

Mo Yichen was in a daze for a moment. He thought quickly, “What can I say? It’s hard for me to lie to her. But I can’t tell her the truth.” ...