Chapter 169 Banquet (2)

"What does Mr. Mo mean?" The surrounding discussion did not affect the players in the game. Nathan Luo raised his dashing eyebrows unhappily, and stared at Ethan Mo with cold eyes. "Belle, come here!" The arrow-like cold eyes swept across Ethan Mo, and finally fell on Belle Ye, his eyes softened, and he waved to her.

"Ethan Mo, let go." Belle Ye's wrist was held tightly by him, she felt a little sore. Belle Ye struggled. But Ethan Mo run his eyes over her. His gloomy and deep gaze locked her...