Mo Shiche just stood at the window, looking down, maintaining the same posture with extinguished cigarette butts at his feet.
Liansu quietly pushed the door open and, smelling the thick scent of smoke, wanted to say something but didn't dare to, and couldn't help but think, "Is Young Master really... He never used to smoke a single cigarette, is he throwing his life away?"
Indeed, the Young Master couldn't be left unsupervised, but Young Master Mu was truly angry this time... Even the Mu Group's collaborative projects with the Mo Group had been withdrawn, it didn't seem like a bluff.
Time passed, it was so long that Luo Qiangwei had fallen asleep leaning against a street lamp below, when Mo Shiche finally stubbed out the cigarette in his hand and turned to walk towards the door.
