"It's only fair for brother Yuan getting bored of Xiao Luo. I mean, it has been so long since brother Yuan is with her. He must be tired of her already. Now he wants to have someone better. Isn't that why he and his family invited us all? They must one to choose the best girl for their son; not an orphan who killed her parents." Han Weiwei's tongue was as vicious as ever.
Han Luo was looking like a dazzling princess, outshining everyone in the hall. Boys could barely take their eyes off her. However, right now she looked deathly pale.
It had been a while she heard about her being responsible for her parents' accident. She almost forgot that she was at fault. It was the deepest scar in her heart. She lowered her head and her lips quivered. She wasn't able to utter a word.
Han Weiwei smirked in triumph. Seeing Han Luo lowering her head in sorrow and guilt made her blissful. She stepped forward and continued, "It's no wonder brother Mo's family doesn't want you to be with them anymore. They don't want you to destroy their beloved family. Brother Mo also thinks it's his time to move on from an ominous girl from you."
"…it" Han Luo mumbled faintly.
Han Weiwei didn't hear what she said properly. "What?"
"I said stop it." Han Luo spoke louder. She raised her head and glanced at her cousin with a fierce gaze, "First of all, don't call him brother Yuan. Only I have the right to call him intimately. And second, how dare you badmouth him. 'He will move on' or 'he will grow tired' – what kind of nonsense is this. Does he look like a playboy?
"Today is even his birthday. You are at his house. Apologize to him. when you see him." Han Luo expressed her anger, leaving other girls speechless.
For the first time, they found out her possessiveness over Mo Yuan. She wouldn't let others call him intimately. She even disliked it if others badmouthed him.
"Y-you…" Han Weiwei's face became ugly and turned red in fury. Every time, her cousin made her inferior to others. She clenched her teeth and crudely looked at her. After that, she raised her hand to slap Han Luo to teach some lessons while screaming, "How dare you talk back at me…"
Splash!
At that time, someone splashed some cherry juice at her. Her sexy red dress was ruined instantly.
"Kyaa!" Han Weiwei screamed along with other girls.
Some boys and other girls who were looking at the situation from the sideline without taking anyone's side laughed out loud after seeing haughty Han Weiwei's condition.
Mo Yuan put down the juice glass and headed toward Han Luo. He helplessly asked her, "How come you are being bullied in your own house?"
Han Luo looked away and pursed her lips. "Who said that it's my house?"
He pulled her closer and whispered nothing but sweetness, "Whatever mine is yours. Whatever yours is mine,"
Han Luo frowned. She gently retorted, "When did I give my things to you?"
Mo Yuan raised an eyebrow. "Not even your heart?" he asked.
Han Luo replied without hesitation, "Not even my heart."
He took her hands and placed them on his chest. "Aren't you being heartless on my birthday?"
Han Luo slightly blushed. "You are the one who bullies me on my birthday." She could remember their intimate moments together on her birthday. Although they barely spend time together when it was her birthdays, those moments were precious.
He inquired, "Are you taking revenge?"
She asked him back, "Can't I take revenge?"
Beth sighed. She couldn't help but complain, "All right, you two. Stop being so lovey dovey in front of us. My stomach is full after eating dog food." She had learned some Chinese phrases after being around her Chinese friends.
Mo Yuan pretended not to hear her. He took off his tuxedo and wrapped Han Luo's shoulders. She glanced at him in surprise and said, "I have a shawl."
"It's covering nothing. I told you to wear warm clothes, didn't I?" Mo Yuan's hands traveled over her hands and said, "See? Your hands are freezing."
Maybe she couldn't take this PDA anymore or maybe she came back to senses, Han Weiwei's shrill voice could be heard, "Brother Yuan, how could you do this to me?" She was devastated.
Mo Yuan's expression changed the moment he heard her voice. 'If it wasn't for mom, this wouldn't happen,' he thought. His cold glare was sharper than the sharpest sword.
He didn't bother to answer her question. He turned toward Han Luo and gently urged her, "I have prepared warm clothes knowing you would wear something like this. Go, change it."
Han Luo protested, "What?! No way! I bought this dress especially to wear it tonight."
Mo Yuan rubbed her hands to warm them up. "What if you catch a cold? I'm worried."
"Then you have to take care of me until I get better." Han Luo grinned at him.
That's when those two were forcefully separated from each other. Beth popped out between them. "All right, I had enough of this. If you guys are going to ignore the rest of the people, get a room!"
"Honestly, what is happening, Xiao Yuan? Did you invite us all to show off?" Tang Yujin just came to the party and got to see something he didn't want to.
Whenever he saw Han Luo being chummy with Mo Yuan, deep inside his heart, he felt a prick. Every time it would remind him that she was this close to him but he was the one who pushed her away. The guilt he felt, it had no bound.
Han Luo's face brightened up. "Big brother Yujin, you came!" She walked in his direction and asked him, "I haven't seen you for a while. Is everything okay?"
Tang Yujin fondly gazed at her. "I'm the one who couldn't get touched. Are you busy with something?"
"Well… ah!" Before she could speak, she yelped in surprise.
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