Hearing his arrogant and irritating words, if it weren't for the fact that they had practically grown up together as brothers, Xi Mohan would surely have his bodyguard throw this guy out in no time.
Even though he was injured in the car accident, with injuries to his hand and the back of his head, his face was a bit pale. But that didn't affect his handsome features and demeanor.
Narrowing his eyes slightly at the man who clearly came to his hospital room just to kill time, Xi Mohan said indifferently, "If you think I'm being too noisy, get the hell out of my room."
Lu Jingchen glanced at him nonchalantly, merely snorted coldly without saying a word, and then lowered his head to continue flipping through the magazine in his hand.
Seeing him like this, Xi Mohan felt displeased and asked directly, neither warmly nor coldly, "Do you like Song Qiao or Zuo Yuqing?"
