C112 The Competition Was about to Begin

Mu Ling held a freshly brewed cup of tea, her expression calm and seemingly unchanged from usual. However, if you looked closely, you could see a hint of worry in her eyes.

She gently placed the tea on the desk and softly said, "Sir, too much coffee isn't good for you. How about a cup of tea instead?"

Feng Muhan glanced at her indifferently. "Leave such tasks to the staff