At this moment, Tang Yutong was tinkering with her computer in the room. Her delicate jade hands were tapping on the keyboard lightly, like beautiful notes, fast and rhythmic.
Mo Jin came back, took off his tired coat, and sat on the sofa as if he had lost his gravity.
His face was cold and his beautiful eyes were full of ice-coldness, emitting a rejecting and chilling aura that made people shudder.
Tang Yutong glanced at him casually, not knowing what was wrong with this man again, but she thought about the damage that Mo Jin's company had suffered in the past few days because of her own affairs. Although she was innocent, it was ultimately caused by her.
After thinking for a while, she decided to go up and explain.
But before she could approach Mo Jin, his emotionless voice came out.
"Get out of here! Don't bother me."
