unable to move again 。"She's yours now" 。Mu Shaochen put down his phone, his low and calm voice pierced through Xu Xiaoxiao's eardrum. After speaking, he turned and walked away in the distance. 。"No,...uldn't possibly admit it" 。The night owl let out a cold snort, his palms slamming onto the table with a resounding "bang". 。He leaned forward, his black eyes fixed on Mu Shaocheng like a hungry wolf...