C338 A Live Broadcast of the Mall

Mo Xiaoxie felt helpless in the face of Shen Jiacheng. Before she could think of any countermeasures to resolve this matter, someone knocked on the door of the room.

Her work was also over. There was nothing else. Who else wanted to look for her?

She patiently massaged her brows and then opened the door.

Mo Qirou was standing at the door and staring at Mo Xiaoxie with a smile on her face