C391 It Was a Timely Call
The hotpot joint was bustling, with tables filling up all around.
All eyes were drawn to Moo Xiaoyun, who seemed strikingly familiar to the patrons.
Yet no one approached, deterred by the menacing presence of Chen Aqiang standing nearby. They lacked the courage to inquire.
Moo Xiaoyun's gaze was fixed on Ye Xiaofeng, her bright eyes shining on a face flushed with bashful rosiness