Before the words had settled, her wrist was abruptly seized.
Mo Shiche directly pulled her to himself, looking down at her face with slowly curling lips. "Just to accompany you while changing clothes, huh? Since President Luo insists, I guess I can reluctantly agree."
Luo Qiangwei inexplicably saw a hint of murderous intent in his gaze, but she was fearless. In front of Sheng Miao's watchful eyes, she affectionately looped her arm around Mo Shiche's, "Since you agreed, then let's go."
"Preposterous!" Sheng Miao suddenly became anxious and grabbed Mo Shiche's sleeve, "Don't go, don't let her threaten you, if it comes to it... we can do without the company..."
Mo Shiche frowned, slightly turning his head, "The company is not a toy to be discarded at will. I'll accompany her to change her clothes, you sit here for a while, and I'll come to find you later."
Sheng Miao stubbornly refused to let go, "But I don't want you to go..."
