In Jinding Entertainment Club.

　　The bustling scene was full of all kinds of faces of men and women.

　　In a private room, a group of young people clinked glasses, sang, chatted, played cards, laughed, and was full of energy.

　　On the table, there were bottles of wine and ashes. A few men and women hugged each other and kissed each other intimately.

　　Mu Cheng was hiding in a corner of the box. She was yawning in the corner, and she could not bear the drowsiness.

　　Mo Jin'er's gaze swept across the room from time to time. Her eyes were filled with doting smiles.

　　The friend of hers tugged at his arm and smiled. "I've booked a room for you upstairs. Take Mu Cheng to rest."

　　Mo Jin'er smiled and said nothing. She got up and walked to Mu Cheng. She squatted down and patted the back of her hand. "Mu Cheng, are you sleepy? Let me take you to rest first."

　　Mu Cheng rubbed his eyes and nodded in a sleepy way. He picked up his bag lazily and was held by others. Then, he walked out.

　　On the corridor outside the room, Mo Jin'er lowered her head and looked at the little hand that was being held. The corners of her lips curled up slightly.

　　Mu Cheng wasn't very clear-headed. He didn't realize that his fingers were being grabbed, so he was led forward.

　　Several people walked out of the front box. Mo Jinqian suddenly opened her mouth in surprise.

　　"Uncle, when did you come back?"

　　Lu Jinting turned around. Among the group of people, he was the most dazzling man.

　　His handsome facial features were as perfect as knife carvings. His thick eyebrows were deep, his nose was upright, his thin lips were slightly closed, and his handsome chin was curved. His black eyes, which were as sharp and deep as an eagle's, were coldly thrown over.

　　Mo Jin'er held Mu Cheng's hand and approached him, her eyes full of admiration.

　　"What a coincidence, Uncle."

　　Lu Jinting nodded respectfully and swept her gaze across the girl beside her nephew. In an instant, her cold and stern black eyes narrowed.

　　Mo Jin'er did not notice that something was amiss. She pinched her closed eyes and was about to fall asleep in Mu Cheng's palm. She patted her head dotingly so that she could temporarily wake up. "Mu Cheng, this is my uncle."

　　Mu Cheng just made an "oh" sound and yawned. His eyes were wet with tears and his sight was a little blurred. "Uncle, good."

　　She just called him uncle with an unclear mind. But as soon as she opened her mouth, she suddenly felt a chill, as well as a sense of oppression.

　　Not only her, Mo Jinyi had also sensed Lu Jinting's cold aura. He smiled awkwardly and said, "Uncle, don't scare my classmate. Go back to your work, I'll bring her upstairs to rest."

　　Then, he quickly took Mu Cheng's hand and left.

　　When he passed by Lu Jinting, Mu Cheng yawned and seemed to smell a strange familiar scent. She raised her head and looked at this "elderly" person—

　　Dong!

　　Caught off guard, Mu Cheng's legs gave way and he fell to the ground, kneeling down on his knees.

　　A pair of strong arms propped her up first and wrapped around her slender waist. Mo Jinyi could only grab hold of her arm.

　　"Mucheng, what's wrong with you? Where did you fall? Are you okay?"

　　Mo Jinyi asked worriedly in front of her, but Mu Cheng could only feel the familiar aura behind him, and his whole body was stiff.

　　But soon, the people behind him quickly let go. Without a trace of nostalgia, they turned and left.

　　"Mou Cheng?"

　　"Oh, it's okay." Mu Cheng pulled her lips into a smile.

　　"You...really...you're going to fall asleep when you walk." Mo Jinxiao felt so sleepy that she was in a daze. "I got a room upstairs. Why don't you go over there and rest?"

　　"No need." She was already awake. To be more precise, she was scared awake. "I'll go back to school first."

　　"The school is closed."

　　"It's okay, then I'll go to my aunt's house."

　　Mo Jinzhao did not insist. "I'll give you a ride."

　　"No, you really don't need to do that. Your friend is still here. I can just take a taxi."

　　The two of them had already arrived at the door. Looking at the rejection in Mu Cheng's eyes, Mo Jin'er couldn't help but chuckle. She raised her eyebrows and asked, "Mu Cheng, are you afraid of me?"

　　"I'm afraid of you?"

　　Mu Cheng said with a chuckle. "The one I am afraid of is your uncle."

　　However, she did not show it and just smiled calmly.

　　"Classmate Mo, I'm really afraid of bothering you. You can drink and can't drive. It's convenient for me to call a taxi. Your friends are still there. It's not good for you to leave them alone like this. I'll go first. You go home."

　　Mu Cheng took a step forward and reached out to stop the taxi that was parked on the side of the road.

　　As soon as she opened the car door, Mo Jinyi held Mu Cheng's wrist and said, "Mucheng, do you always treat me like a stranger? I'm hurt because of what you did."

　　Mu Cheng's mouth curved into a smile. "What are you treating me as a stranger? We are good classmates and friends. Don't mention it."

　　Mo Jin'er had always been so ambiguous about herself. She didn't make it clear and didn't let go. She just pretended that Mu Cheng didn't know.

　　However, this kind of ambiguous relationship seemed to be possible in other people's eyes, so they were just bored to explain it.

　　Mo Jin'er's face darkened. Good classmates? Good friends?

　　Disdain flashed across his eyes, and his eyes darkened. He slightly used his wrist strength and closed the door of the taxi. He said in a low voice, "No more sitting, let's go."

　　"You—" Mu Cheng was furious as he wrenched himself away from Mo Jinyi's hand. "Mo Jinyi, can you stop fooling around? It's getting late, I really have to go home. I still have classes tomorrow morning."

　　"Mu Cheng, it's you. I just want to send you back." Mo Jin'er looked at her angry expression. The corner of the ruffian's mouth lifted. He put his arm on Mu Cheng's shoulder and lowered his head affectionately. "Okay, listen to me, okay?"

　　Mu Cheng pushed Mo Jin'er's head away in frustration and removed his arm from hers. "Even if I ask you to drive me, you can't drive me."

　　"There is a substitute car! Wait, I have already asked someone to call the substitute car, and it will arrive soon. Is it cold?"

　　Mo Jinpang was still as caring and gentle as before when she was pushed away. She wanted to hug Mu Cheng and give him warmth, but she moved one step at a time to keep the distance between them apart.

　　Mo Jinyi took off her overcoat and put it on Mu Cheng. When she was about to refuse, Mo Jinyi pressed down on her shoulder and said in a heavy tone, "It's on me."

　　Mu Cheng pursed her lips and didn't say anything.

　　Mo Jinyi stood by her side and stared at her stubborn little face with great interest.

　　A black Maybach slowly stopped in front of them.

　　The rear window fell down, revealing the man's cold and charming face.