Senior Madame Mo frowned, clearly finding it exceedingly difficult to believe at her age. "This... this can't be possible. Che'er, did you perhaps hear wrong..."
Mo Shiche's handsome face was left with an emotionless coldness. He suddenly turned and walked toward the elevator, prompting Senior Madame Mo to hastily grab hold of him. "Hey, where are you going!"
"To get some air."
With this cold remark, the man's towering figure disappeared at the elevator entrance.
Senior Madame Mo was bewildered, but when she turned to look at Luo Qiangwei, guilt seeped through her. "Qiangwei, you've really had a hard time, even helping me lie to Shiche. It was actually me who told you not to say it..."
"It's no trouble at all," Luo Qiangwei said with a slight smile. "Grandma, you're so close to Shiche, it's just a trivial matter. No need to get him riled up at you. He can actually have quite the foul temper."
