"What do you want to do?"
Chen Yu's thick eyebrows were tightly furrowed, each word seemed to be ground out through clenched teeth, mixed with anger.
Mo Shangjun shrugged nonchalantly and said, "Just came over to have a look."
Ji Ruonan rubbed her forehead, wishing she could disappear on the spot.
The current situation was not good to say the least. Mo Shangjun was clearly here to annoy Chen Yu, and Chen Yu's accumulated anger toward Mo Shangjun over the past few days was ready to explode. A little spark would ignite it. Now, with the two facing each other, the pressure inside the tent was at its lowest, filled with tension, and Ji Ruonan felt that any slight action might blow the tent up.
