C814 Natural Order

Xia Muxue put her hand on his palm and was pulled up by him.

Leaning on her cane, she followed him through the door. This was the second time she had set foot in his house.

His steps were still a bit shaky. Mo Han sat on the sofa and covered his eyes with a hand.

Xia Muxue stood at the side and asked softly, "Director Mo, do you want some water?"

He did not speak.

After a moment's hesitation