Mo Han stepped on the gas as he sped up through the outer ring of Rama street before arriving at the Mu Corporation.
He had to clean up this mess immediately, their Master has never been fond of media or scandals.
Mu Zhu recoiled and shifted to the corner leaning on the window nervously, Mo Han would flare up anytime and he didn't want to be the one receiving the end of this rough stick.
Mo Han stepped on the gas as he sped up through the outer ring of Rama street before entering the Mu Corporation underground parking lots and driving through the hallway.
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In Shanghai, the chauffeur drove them through the inner ring, and finally, Mo Yuan saw a fast food joint takeaway.
"Master Mu, do I buy take away from that joint?" Mo Yuan inquired pointing out at the signboard that was boldly sculptured on the wall, while the chauffeur decelerated.
