This order was so sudden that even Su Qiumeng could not stand it. Little Yuan, President Mo has not finished his fruit.
Su Yuan looked at Mo Ting's hand that was still in the air, "It's fine, it's the same if you take it and eat it on the way. He's a busy man, he can't waste his time here. What do you think, President Mo?"
Mo Ting helplessly pulled his hand back. He could not understand why the little girl was so against him.
He suddenly ignored Su Yuan and looked at Su Qiumeng. "Auntie, I'm actually here today for your matter."
Su Yuan frowned, suddenly having a bad feeling.
Mo Ting replied, "If the Bai family can find us once, they'll definitely come again. If Auntie wants to recuperate in peace, it's not appropriate for her to stay here."
