Yan Su emerged from the kitchen with a trash bag. When she was at the door, she caught sight of a trash bag at her neighbor's door. Just as she was about to pick it up, she heard a voice coming from the apartment.
"Little brat, can you be more mindful about what you say? Don't make Yan Su feel uncomfortable."
"Did I say anything wrong? I really had no idea," Mo Liuxi sounded cold. "Anyone can be a singer now, especially females. As long as they look decent, all they need is some PR packaging and a makeover…"
Yan Su frowned, she looked into the house and Mo Liuxi made eye contact with her.
She quickly picked up the bag of trash and left.
Mo Liuxi was frozen in the spot for a moment before he walked to his door just as Yan Su boarded the lift. He noticed that his trash at the door was cleared.
"What are you doing? Is Xu Zhengxuan here?" Mo Jin asked.
"Nope."
…
Eight o'clock at night.
