"You?"
Yaen Chi really couldn't hold back his laughter.
Who's talking about cherishing life?
It seems Mo Tingshen didn't stab his chest but his brain. It's been two days, and the Mo Family is still under control. He hasn't dealt with those he should deal with, guarding Chu Yao all day, a proper sense of a dazed ruler.
Yaen Chi wanted to laugh a bit more, but Mo Tingshen hung up the phone directly.
The phone was placed face down on the washbasin, he prepared the hot water and carried it out, placing it on the bedside table.
Chu Yao leaned against the headboard, watching a drama on her phone, giggling as she lifted her eyes, "Brother, do you think she's prettier, or am I?"
This drama was the hit of the year, and its lead actress happened to be under Shenghui's label, whom Mo Tingshen had put much effort into promoting.
The company was rife with rumors about the two of them.
However, in front of Chu Yao, Mo Tingshen, without even blinking, said, "You are prettier."
