"Wow, this guy is so handsome!"
"How can there be such a handsome man in the world?"
"She couldn't be dreaming, could she?"
Just as Tong Wen was about to pinch herself, Xia Ping's soft and mushy voice asked, "Brother Ci?"
Tong Wen and Shen Ci both froze.
Shen Ci, upon seeing Xia Ping's face clearly, furrowed his brows and glared fiercely, "I'm not your cousin, don't call me that."
He said and went straight to the second floor.
Tong Wen and Xia Ping were stunned for a second, then quickly stepped forward to stop him.
Xia Ping's eyes were slightly red; she dared not speak and just blocked the staircase.
Tong Wen said aggressively, "What do you think you're doing?"
Shen Ci's attitude just now made her suspect he was one of those good-for-nothing ruffians with a façade of integrity; she was worried that he had come to make trouble for Meng Chuyue today.
Shen Ci, with an impatient look on his face, shouted upwards, "Meng Chuyue, your people have stopped me."
