Mo Yunxi hung up her phone, with a smile, satisfied with the result, after conversing with the huge donor—Ling Qingyu.
Didn't know how Ling Qingyu would feel if Doctor Mo regarded Ling Qingyu as their hospital donor?
Of course, Mo Yunxi considered Ling Qingyu as a younger sister based on the interaction on the phone, acting adorable to get what she wanted.
Although Ling Qingyu spoke in a weird manner, Mo Yunxi didn't think too much. And to even regard her as cute, Mo Yunxi had no words.
She wondered if Ling Qingyu had wrong eyes in judging people. If Ling Qingyu said stunning, sexy, and alluring to describe her, Mo Yunxi found no problem. But cute? Where did she find herself cute?
Shaking her head, Mo Yunxi pushed away these distracting thoughts even if she sensed some strangeness from Ling Qingyu, which she couldn't explain yet.
Even though her intuition told Mo Yunxi, that Ling Qingyu had a hidden agenda, she didn't take it seriously.
