Qin Qin struggled to lift her head, looking at Mo Yunchen with a flash of pain fleeting in her eyes.
"Even if I lift my head, the words remain the same, Mo Yunchen, I don't love you anymore, so let me go, and I'll let you go," she said.
Her hands trembling, she pushed Mo Yunchen away, her steps faltering slightly.
Qi Tianshang stepped forward, placing his hand on Qin Qin's shoulder. Qin Qin, not accustomed to the touch, struggled, but was restrained by Qi Tianshang.
Qi Tianshang glanced at Mo Yunchen, who was exuding a cold aura, and smiled faintly, "You heard her. Qinqin and I are truly meant for each other. It's getting late; it's time we headed back."
With his arm draped over Qin Qin's shoulder, Qi Tianshang walked towards the exit. Mo Sheng and Mo Tang blocked their path with cold faces. Qi Tianshang raised an eyebrow slightly, "What, you want to stop me? Do you think you can?"
