Meng Fu reached out and grabbed he Miao's collar. She placed the logbook in his hand and half-dragged him upstairs. son, let's go back and continue packing.
don't grab my collar. I'm losing face if you do this ... He Miaomiao cried out.
Behind her, old master Lei watched her leave and sat back on his rattan chair. He covered his head with his hat and returned to his previous state.
The rest of the people, including the director and Xi Nancheng, looked at each other and did not dare to speak.
In the end, it was the director who broke the silence. He said into the microphone, " continue recording the show.
The group went to the third floor and continued to sort the books in the library.
