After pondering in secret for a bit, Mo Shangjun flipped open the score chart in her hand.
Tsk.
Today, a number of people could really be walking out the door.
"Don't worry," seeing through her thoughts, Mu Cheng patted his chest and said directly, "Ya Lao has already prepared for it. A bus can easily fit twenty or thirty people."
Speaking of this, Mu Cheng couldn't stop singing Ya Tianxing's praises, "How about that? Isn't Ya Lao considerate?"
Mo Shangjun gave him a look, "He is considerate, but unfortunately, you won't get to see the benefit of it."
Mu Cheng paused.
Not going to see his benefit?
What does that mean?
Wait a minute… why does it sound so ambiguous?!
"I... " Realizing something, Mu Cheng suddenly started to stutter, "I am already in a relationship, I definitely have no improper thoughts about Ya Lao!"
"I know."
Raising her hand, she patted his shoulder heavily, and Mo Shangjun nodded in acknowledgment.
Mu Cheng shivered.
She… what did she know?
