"I moved out of my home, and even my dad didn't have any objections. Isn't my cousin being too controlling?"
Qi Jingmo smiled gently, but his words were very impolite.
Seeing that the tension between the two was getting stronger and stronger, Liang Ting quickly interrupted and said, "Mr. Mo, we want to invite Miss Su to join the club."
Could it be that Mr. Mo is the same as them
And it seems that he got ahead of them.
No wonder Su Qiao refused so decisively just now, it turned out that he already had a good place to go.
Meeting Qi Jingmo here, Liang Ting couldn't help but think more.
"It turned out to be you who teamed up with her that night."
Qi Jundong stared at Qi Jingmo with a firm tone.
Qi Jingmo narrowed his eyes and smiled faintly: "Yes, it's me. Cousin, you won't think that I can't play anymore because my hand is injured, right?"
Now, it’s different than before.
His hand began to recover slowly under Su Qiao's treatment.
After fully recovering, he will let Qi Jundong know who is the undisputed number one in the e-sports circle.
Liang Ting glanced at the captain who looked unhappy, and hesitated for a moment: "Master Mo, is this... also interested in Miss Su's potential?"
Qi Jingmo's eyes flashed with understanding, and he raised his eyebrows: "I really like her."
"Why? You look so unhappy. Were you rejected?"
"Ms. Su did refuse."
Liang Ting was a little depressed.
When they came, they thought it was a done deal and that as long as they brought it up, Su Qiao would happily nod and agree.
Unexpectedly, people were just like they were in the live broadcast room, no one wanted to pay any attention to them.
"I was wondering why Miss Su refused such a good offer from our club. It turns out that she has already accepted Mr. Mo's invitation."
Liang Ting's eyes secretly passed over Qi Jingmo's right hand and asked tentatively:
"But didn't Mr. Mo leave the TC team? Is he planning to form a new team?"
"Is there no need to tell you these?"
Qi Jingmo had a fake smile on his face.
Su Qiao changed into a simple white sweatshirt suit and carried a small black crossbody bag.
"What's there to talk about?"
What's there to talk about with the enemy
No matter how much you say, it’s all nonsense. You still have to get to work in the end.
"Mr. Mo, what are you doing...?"
Liang Ting wanted to ask about their relationship just now.
Because the way the two spoke and behaved was really too familiar.
Su Qiao interrupted their conversation and drove them away without any courtesy: "I'm going out now, please leave."
Hearing this, Qi Jingmo's smile returned to his eyes, and he said to Qi Jundong and the others:
"Sorry, we have to go to the supermarket to buy groceries, so it's not convenient for us to entertain you."
Buying groceries
Mo Shao and Su Qiao
Do they go grocery shopping together
Liang Ting suspected that he had heard it wrong.
But regardless of whether it was an accident or not, after Su Qiao drove the two out, he locked the door directly, and then took Qi Jingmo downstairs and out of the community.
Qi Jundong, who was kicked out for the first time, looked very unhappy.
The two stood at the edge of the green space in the community downstairs, staring at the backs of the two people who were slowly walking away.
Liang Ting's eyes were always on Qi Jingmo's right hand holding the shopping bag: "Brother Dong, is Mr. Mo's hand...?"
"Even if the injury heals, it's impossible to return to the original state."
Qi Jundong was very familiar with Qi Jingmo's initial injuries, and he even knew his recovery situation clearly.
If it weren't for this, he wouldn't be so reassured.
In that situation, even the most skilled doctor would not be able to restore his hand to its previous condition.