Mo Heng wore a stern face, stretching out his hand to pull Pei Qin back home. He had clearly arranged for her to stay inside the house!
"What are you doing! Mo Heng, let go!" Dou He quickly caught up and grabbed Pei Qin too.
Mo Heng immediately squeezed his wrist, pulled it away, and gave him a cold glare before pulling Pei Qin back.
Pei Qin shrugged her shoulders and followed him back.
Dou He caught up again, "Mo Heng! How dare you pull and tug at her in public!?"
Ever since arriving in Liaodong, Mo Heng had been tolerating him. Bringing Qinqin out in the cold, Dou He even dared to look for a woman from the Rong Clan! Very well, Dou He!
Pei Qin shook her head at Dou He, "Go back first."
On the way back to where they were staying, Pei Qin was directly placed by the stove, with another stove set in front of her, blasting warm air at her face.
