Bo Leng shivered, shaking off goosebumps. With his cool black eyes hardened, he quickened his pace, moving away from Mo Yinhe. It was clear to everyone that he no longer wanted anyone to know he was acquainted with Mo Yinhe. However, Bo Leng had taken only a couple of steps when the deliberately concealed smile at the corner of his mouth betrayed him. To tell the truth, he actually got along quite well with Mo Yinhe. It was probably a case of having met too late.
