Bai Cheng'an's eyes darkened as if recalling something, but when he looked at Mu Rou, he regained his usual indifferent expression: "You are so popular, why would you worry about not receiving roses? As for me, I have a wife, so I won't join in this kind of fun! Besides, who gives roses to their younger sister? Wouldn't that be a joke?"
Mu Rou tried every trick to tempt Bai Cheng'an, setting up traps for him, but Bai Cheng'an refused them all. She felt extremely disappointed.
She bit her lip, pondered for a moment, and then suddenly said: "Oh, now that you mentioned your wife, I just remembered—when I was in the restroom, I saw Qian Sisi. It looked like she got into a fight with someone, and she was covered in coffee, her hair all messy. She looked so pitiful! Who would've thought? She can be quite fierce!"
Bai Cheng'an's hand suddenly grabbed Mu Rou's: "A fight? You mean Qian Sisi?"
