Qiao Mianmian knew what he wanted to hear.
As expected, the man's lips curled up slightly.
"Really?"
"Yes, really." Qiao Mianmian nodded. "I really did!"
The man's smile deepened. "I saw your Weibo post just now. What did you do today? You're so tired?"
Mo Yesi only followed Qiao Mianmian on Weibo.
Hence, he immediately knew about her new post.
Qiao Mianmian couldn't help but complain to him. "The production team arranged for us to clean the house for the poor people in the village. You have no idea how dirty the house of that poor person was. The five of us spent the whole day cleaning his house.
"He's so lazy. No wonder he's still a bachelor in his forties. No woman wants to marry him."
"Wait."
In the video, he frowned and interrupted Qiao Mianmian, who was complaining incessantly.
Qiao Mianmian blinked and looked at him in confusion. "What's wrong?"
