She stretched out her hand to wipe it away randomly and stepped back step by step. Tang Chao hugged her tightly, his face was rare and solemn, and his eyes were struggling and distressed: "Lu Momo, don't be like this."

Her mind was in chaos, and she couldn't listen to anyone. She just wanted to escape from this cramped and suffocating place as soon as possible.

She turned around and rushed out, no longer needing to care about her image, because now she was the most embarrassed person among them all.

She wouldn't mind if he was a little more embarrassed.

"Mo Mo!" Luo Anning and Mo Qiange shouted at the same time, trying to catch up.

Tang Chaohan stopped the two of them with a stern face. His eyes passed over Luo Anning and landed on Mo Qiange's face. His tone was unprecedentedly cold: "Leave Lu Momo to me. You'd better settle down for yourself."

"I'm not worried." Luo Anning was worried about leaving Mo Mo to Tang Chao, saying that he wanted to spare Tang Chao and chase him out.

Young Master Rong grabbed her first and tightly held her in his arms. Luo Anning struggled, her eyes were red, and she growled like an angry little animal: "What are you doing? Let go."

Rong Yan touched her head, stroked her hair, and comforted her: "An Ning, calm down, let Ah Chao chase now. I believe him."

"But, I don't believe it." Luo Anning said word for word, opened his hand and started to leave again.

Rong Yan grabbed her with his long arm and grabbed her without any explanation: "An Ning, I know you feel uncomfortable, but you have to understand one thing. In Lu Momo's heart, you are an accomplice with all of us. Now you Chasing her out will only add fuel to her anger. Listen to me, let Ah Chao go, and when she calms down, you can go and explain."

After saying that, he glanced at Tang Chao and led her into the restaurant half forcefully.

Call him selfish, but he does not deny that this is a good opportunity for the Tang Dynasty and he cannot miss it.

If the person chasing him was Mo Qiange, then Achao would have nothing to do.

When a woman is vulnerable and helpless, it is the easiest time to act emotionally. If Achao was smarter, he would take advantage of this situation.

Although the method is a bit ungentlemanly, who the hell in this era still pretends to be a gentleman?

Mo Qiange frowned, obviously hesitating whether he should chase after him or not.

It was true that he rejected silent feelings, but that didn't mean that he and her would no longer have friendship from now on.

After being friends for so many years and getting along with each other for so many years, he had already subconsciously regarded her as his sister. He was used to cleaning up her mess in everything and taking care of her.

He knew that Momo was not a girl who liked to wipe away tears. At this moment, when he saw the tears flowing from her eyes, he felt that he was guilty.

To use such a cruel method to make her give up.

Tang Chao saw his hesitation, and looked past him to Xia Xinlan behind him, with a slight smile on his lips: "Mo Qiange, I am bound to win Lu Momo. Since I have chosen your fiancée, don't give Lu Momo any more love. Hope. Because I don’t like to see her cry, especially when she’s crying for you.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around coldly and took long strides to chase after him.

Mo Qiange was stunned on the spot, looking slightly absent-mindedly at the door of the living room where Lu Mo Tangchao's figure had long disappeared.

His arm was held by someone, he lowered his head to look, and met Xia Xinlan's worried eyes: "Qiange, Mr. Tang is right, since you can't give her the love she wants, then don't give her hope. Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. , given time, she will understand your intentions."

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