When Sheng Xiao saw that Mu Qiqi was beside herself with excitement, he knew that she had found confidence by retaliating against Mu Tangxue.
The girl had quite the temper, and there was hope for her yet.
"I haven't had a chance to use your voice-recording pen, but I believe it definitely would prove useful in the future." Mu Qiqi drew out the pen, holding it in her palm like a treasure. "You gave that to me!"
Mu Qiqi's words touched Sheng Xiao a little.
There were millions who served him, but there wasn't one who would consecrate a pen from him like a sacred relic.
It seems that Mu Qiqi cherished every gift from him.
Sheng Xiao said nothing. He silently looked at her when Jing Yun suddenly called.
"Young Master, Boss wants to see you."
"I'll be right over." Sheng Xiao hung up immediately, and told Mu Qiqi, "Stay home and rest well. Don't think about silly things."
