Huo Yunting was still his lackadaisical self. His eyes flashed mysteriously as he took a quick look at Lu Zhaoyang and removed his arms from around Mo Shan. He said to the latter, "Give us a moment."
Mo Shan teased him half-seriously. "What is it? Are you talking about something classified?"
Huo Yunting nodded. "Very much so. Don't get involved, just leave the room."
Lu Zhaoyang was caught off guard when she noticed how Mo Shan's eyes were positively sparkling with life, but she quickly affected a business-like tone and said, "Discretion is very important for business, but if it's your future wife, it should be alright."
Huo Yunting's eyes turned cold at her words, but Mo Shan seemed pacified.
"If it's work related, I will not intrude. Zhaoyang, I'll catch you later, yea?"
"Sure."
