Lu Shan noticed the crimson liquid in the cup, his deep eyes narrowing. "Aren't Miss Mu Miss Qi's companion? What, has this turned into a snatching match?"
A faint smile played on his lips.
Qi Mo was not displeased by this. He merely replied with a half-smile, "Are you that curious about us?"
"I just happened to be nearby, that's all," Lu Shan explained with a gentle smile, his voice calm.
"Is that so?"
Qi Mo took a sip of red wine, his voice slow.
Just as Mu Yinyin had said, Lu Shan's presence was far from coincidental.
"Of course. The banquet hall is only so large. You offered us seats, and once we started talking, we became friends. Plus, you're right beside me now. If you're unhappy, Mr. Qi, then I won't ask any further." Lu Shan then took a glass of champagne from a waiter.
Qi Mo didn't believe Lu Shan's pretense, but from his words, Qi Mo saw through him.
He handled matters with such ease, speaking so smoothly. As the second son of the Director of the Traffic Bureau, his status should have made him a carefree rich kid, but he rarely possessed such a command of speech.
He couldn't help but recall what Mu Yinyin had said.
"It's fine," Qi Mo said with a smile.
At this moment, both their gazes fell upon Mu Yinyin and Fu Siye, as well as Nan Shiqing not far away.
How could anyone facing their beloved not recognize them?
Even with Fu Siye wearing a mask, Nan Shiqing recognized him at a glance.
Seeing Mu Yinyin and Fu Siye's hands tied together with yellow ribbons, and them standing side-by-side, Nan Shiqing's heart blazed with fury!
But she couldn't rush forward now because she didn't have a male companion.
She thought of Lu Shan.
The next moment, she quickly dialed Lu Shan's number.
As for Lu Shan...
He had already seen the text message from Nan Shiqing and had no intention of replying.
Now she was calling.
He frowned slightly but ignored Qi Mo beside him. He pressed the answer button, and Nan Shiqing's voice came through the receiver:
"Can you arrange someone for me?"
"I happen to have a friend I just met. I'll ask him if he's willing to join you in the game."
As he spoke, Lu Shan turned his gaze to Qi Mo beside him. He said with a warm smile, "Mr. Qi, I have a very good female companion I can recommend to you. What do you say, do you still want to participate?"
Who else could Lu Shan recommend besides Nan Shiqing?
Although Nan Shiqing was currently a person of interest for Mu Yinyin, Qi Mo didn't want to interact with someone he had never met before.
Just as Qi Mo was about to say something, a pair of slender hands appeared before his eyes—
These hands were as delicate as jade.
The touch of red on her fingernails was particularly striking.
Qi Mo instinctively looked up—
He saw Aimée, with her chestnut curly waves, wearing a purple trailing gown, standing tall and radiant before him.
She even proactively invited Qi Mo, "Sir, I'm currently lacking a male companion. I wonder if you would be willing to do me this favor?"
As Aimée spoke, the corners of her mouth curved upwards.
At this moment, she appeared confident and beautiful.
With so many people around, and Lu Shan watching closely from nearby.
Furthermore, as a woman, she had proactively invited Qi Mo, and she had specifically not worn a mask, all so that Qi Mo could recognize her at a glance.
However, her heartfelt anticipation was doused by Qi Mo with a bucket of cold water.
"Aimée, I'm not in the mood to discuss this with you now."
Qi Mo propped his forehead with his hand, speaking coldly, his expression revealing impatience.
Aimée hadn't expected that even at this point, Qi Mo still hadn't shown her a kind expression.
Moreover, his eyes didn't hold her.
Aimée's nose prickled, but her makeup was carefully done for the day.
With people around, she couldn't reveal her vulnerable side in front of outsiders.
"Brother Qi, what's wrong? Did someone upset you?"
Aimée gazed at Qi Mo blankly, waiting for him to speak.
She hoped Qi Mo would change his tune.
But before Qi Mo could say anything, Lu Shan beside him spoke up first.
Lu Shan chuckled playfully, "Of course. When something you've arranged is snatched away, anyone would be unhappy."
Qi Mo glanced sideways, his gaze coolly falling on Lu Shan.
Although Lu Shan's father was the Director of the Traffic Bureau, and the people behind him were not simple, Qi Mo didn't take him seriously at all.
Qi Mo's gaze carried a dangerous warning.
"Mr. Qi, I'm just speaking the truth," Lu Shan said with a slight smile.
"Then you don't need to meddle in other people's business!"
It was Aimée who spoke sharply.
Her face darkened, and she glared angrily at Lu Shan.
What Lu Shan implied by "snatched away" was Mu Yinyin being taken away by Fu Siye.
She had witnessed this scene.
So, after waiting for a while, she slowly walked up to Qi Mo.
Who would have thought that Lu Shan, such an annoying person, would be beside Qi Mo!
Seeing Aimée confront Lu Shan directly, Qi Mo stood up and took Aimée's hand.
"You don't need to worry about me."
With that, Qi Mo pulled Aimée away.
Although he wasn't afraid of Lu Shan, Aimée was his childhood friend, and he couldn't just watch Aimée get into an argument and conflict with Lu Shan.
Aimée's eyes were filled with joy. Her Brother Qi... Brother Qi was still holding her hand. Did this mean Brother Qi still cared about her and was protecting her?
Then... would he change his mind in the end?
At this moment, Aimée's eyes were filled with deep joy.
But...
Perhaps it was because she was too happy, turning joy into sorrow?
Because—
Qi Mo merely pulled her to the side and then let go.
Aimée's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she instinctively felt that Qi Mo might have accidentally let go, or perhaps there was something else.
She immediately focused her gaze on the man, but before she could even open her lips to call him, she heard his indifferent voice: "Don't appear before me again. I don't need a companion."
Now, there was no one around.
Aimée found herself unable to control her emotions. Tears began to fall uncontrollably, and she looked at Qi Mo in disbelief, "Brother Qi, if you don't need a companion, why did you bring Mu Yinyin around?"
She had seen his tenderness and care towards Mu Yinyin, as well as how he had squeezed into the crowd to queue earlier.
Mentioning Mu Yinyin, Qi Mo's expression soured, and his tone turned stern, "Aimée, this is my business. Between you and me, we are only friends."