"There's something very important," Mu Yunshen's eyes were fixed on Mo Xiao, yet he repeated to her, "Qiangwei, get out, get out now."
Perhaps his tone was too grave; Luo Qiangwei blinked in confusion, but she didn't want to get involved in the affairs between the men, and so she turned and walked out of the tent.
As she passed by Mo Xiao, she tiptoed and planted a kiss on his chin, "We've turned the page, oh, President Mo needs to keep his word. I'm going to have late-night snacks with Director Park, waiting for you."
The moment her soft lips touched his chin, Mo Xiao felt a sharp tug at his heart. He looked down, wanting to kiss her, but Luo Qiangwei just smiled and patted his chest before leaving, dragging her skirt hem as she bowed out.
The atmosphere in the tent immediately became tense—
