C113 Deceiving Winland

Just as he was thinking about the pros and cons, a phone call came in. Mo Shoucheng picked up his phone. When he saw the familiar number, his expression changed slightly as a smile crept onto his face.

"Xiao Rou, didn't I tell you before? I'm at home, so don't call. " Although his words weren't without responsibility, his tone of voice was extremely gentle