Pei Mojing, clad in a white, elegant suit, looked even more slender.
The corners of his lips held a smile as he gazed at Mu Zixuan, who had a gloomy expression.
"Are you happy to see me?"
Mu Zixuan's mouth twitched. Happy?
"Your self-perception is really something special..."
"Is it? I think so too. I didn't expect us to be so in sync..." Pei Mojing unabashedly thickened his skin, his smile wicked.
Mu Zixuan shook her head, "Let it go, we don't have any kind of rapport... I have to work, I can't entertain you..."
As she spoke, she tried to walk around him toward the main entrance.
"Shanshan..." Pei Mojing blocked her way.
Mu Zixuan, speechless, massaged her forehead. "We're not exactly close..."
Pei Mojing couldn't help laughing. "It's enough that I'm familiar with you..."
"What are you doing here so early in the morning instead of working?"
"I just wanted to see you..."
"I don't want to see you..."
"But I want to see you..."
