Busy with a myriad of tasks, yet still a brick mover.
Moving ten thousand bricks a day.
Liu Lanxin's expression became grave; if Xia Liu called someone Aunt Qing, she must not be young.
Because she was so close, she could even hear the voice on the other end of the conversation, feeling as though she had heard it somewhere before but couldn't recall who it was.
"Stop joking, I just saw you. Are you at a social gathering?"
"Huh? You saw me?" Xia Liu was a bit perplexed, wondering if, just by coincidence, he might bump into Mo Wanqing while dining.
"Well, I always spend my time at Liusu when resting, so it's quite the coincidence." Mo Wanqing paused before continuing, "Who are you with today, is it your girlfriend? Introduce her to your aunt."
"Aunt Qing, you should just rest. I am here having fun with my girlfriend."
Xia Liu suddenly understood. Liusu Wanqing Grand Hotel—this could very well be Mo Wanqing's property.
