"Send me the surveillance footage and bring me a women's outfit while you're at it."
After hanging up the phone, Xiao Moli opened his email. Tang Xiaoqi had already sent the surveillance footage of An Ziqi being hit at the fastest speed.
Since the surveillance camera was far away, no sound could be heard. Watching the footage of An Ziqi being hit made Xiao Moli's face even more dour.
She had the audacity to help others pick up files even after being hit so hard around the waist, not caring for herself at all.
Xiao Moli said nothing in front of An Ziqi. He closed the video carelessly after watching it.
He glanced at her, she was lying on the sofa using the computer with an expressive smile, probably due to the medicine she had applied on her waist.
Her leg was raised and mischievously swinging back and forth.
The sullen look on Xiao Moli's face quickly disappeared as he picked up the documents on the table.
