"He is fine, stop worrying, he is a grown ass man..." he indirectly advised him.
"Okay..." he calmed down even though he wasn't assured until he sees him with his own two eyes.
"Hmnn..." he hummed gazing at his desk and picking up a file.
"Everything is all set for the upcoming fashion show.." he reported it to him placing the files for approval on his desk.
"Oh, you just reminded me... My wife wants to join the fashion show with her designs, include her in..." he had already promised to give her a slot. He picked up the files and signed them before passing them back to him.
"Master Mu, this isn't how you usually do things, since when did you start mixing feelings with business?" Mo Yuan frowned glaring at him.
