"Shut up." Qi Shangyu squeezed out the words through clenched teeth, his face so dark it was almost turning to coal.
Xia Mo, on the contrary, did not listen to him. Instead of shutting up, her words became sharper: "Aunt Li wanted to drive over Zhong Li, even kidnapped his boyfriend. Do you think she would forgive you? You're sticking your warm face to their cold behind, and it makes me embarrassed for you."
As soon as she finished speaking, Xia Mo was caught off guard by a face full of coffee, the bangs on her forehead soaked by the thick liquid, ruining her makeup.
If not for the fact that she was a woman, Qi Shangyu would have already thrown a punch.
"Are you out of your mind? Why did you splash coffee on me?"
Xia Mo's terrified eyes were filled with fury as she pointed at Qi Shangyu and questioned loudly.
Qi Shangyu ignored her, rose from his chair, and strode out of the café.
