C230 If You Want to Complain You must Cry for Poverty

Moh Xijun's expression turned serious, "What do you mean?"

After passing Moh Xijun, Lee Shoucheng said, "Your thoughts are all written on your face."

"You!"

Lee Shoucheng entered the room, leaving Moh Xijun standing on the spot with a distorted face. What exactly happened? Why was it that both of them...

Moh Xijun was at a loss, but the atmosphere in the room was harmonious