A fashion queen

He wasn't being too predictable. After all, Xueying hadn't slept outside since returning home. She'd always let her parents know where she was going, but last night she'd vanished as if out of thin air. This naturally reminded him of Mo Yunting, and he worried about whether she'd regained her memories.

That's why he decided to come here to seek answers.

Suddenly, the door in front of him opened without warning, and Mo Yunting appeared in front of him in high spirits, completely different from yesterday.

Yesterday, Mo Yunting was depressed, just like himself today; however, today the two of them seemed to have reversed their roles, which undoubtedly proved one thing - Xue Ying must be somewhere else.

He wanted to see how Mo Yunting would justify himself!

Mo Yunting had never expected Song Yuhang to show up so quickly; it truly caught him off guard. He had just spent the previous night with Yue'er, spending the entire night in close proximity, chatting away, with countless words to say. They had fallen asleep peacefully, lost in each other's warmth.

At the first sign of daybreak, the crisp ring of the doorbell shattered the morning silence, yanking Mo Yunting, lost in his sweet dreams, back to the harsh reality. Rubbing his sleepy eyes, he silently prayed as he walked toward the door: "I hope it's not Song Yuhang, at least not right now." If he knew Xue Ying was right here, peacefully lying in her bed, it would undoubtedly become a terrifying nightmare for Mo Yunting.

"Xueying disappeared last night." Song Yuhang's eyes were sharp and firm. He stared at Mo Yunting closely, trying to catch a clue from his eyes.

Facing Song Yuhang's questioning, Mo Yunting knew that he could no longer hide the truth, so he decided to tell him frankly: "She is sleeping soundly upstairs now, and she has recovered her memory and remembered everything that happened between her and me."

However, what was unexpected was that before he finished speaking, Song Yuhang suddenly raised his fist without any warning, exerted all his strength, and slammed it towards Mo Yunting's face. The punch was so powerful that it hit Mo Yunting's cheek heavily.

"You are so hateful. You said before that you would help Xueying and I, but you did something behind my back. You stole my fiancée. How can you be my close friend? I really trusted you wrongly!" Song Yuhang's eyes turned red with anger and his face was full of anger and injustice.

Hearing Cui Xueying in his bed, he felt tense all night, and his anxiety suddenly collapsed. He couldn't believe that the two of them would treat him like this, completely ignoring his position. How could he bear it?

Mu Yunting raised his hand with difficulty and wiped away the trace of blood that had spilled from the corner of his mouth. His eyes were firm, and he straightened his body and met Yuhang's angry gaze without flinching.

Yuhang's anger burned like a raging flame, his eyes filled with anger and disappointment. Mu Yunting had long anticipated his reaction and understood Yuhang's mood at the moment.

If beating him could help Yuhang release his emotions, Mu Yunting was willing to endure such punishment. He stood quietly, without any resistance, accepting Yuhang's possible blows.

However, deep down in his heart, Yuhang also understood Mu Yunting's difficulties. Although anger occupied his heart, he tried hard to restrain his impulse, hoping to solve the problem in a rational way.

The air was filled with tension, and their eyes met, as if they were having a silent conversation. Mu Yunting's determination and calmness gradually calmed Yuhang's anger, and he began to think about how to face the situation.

Perhaps, through communication and understanding, they can find a common solution, get out of the predicament, and rebuild trust in each other.