C751 Near Despair

What does she want?

Ask Nangong Mo, what can she ask?

She lowered her head in disappointment and slowly let go of his door handle...

"Looking for me?" A deep voice came from behind her. Nangong Mo was holding a file bag in one hand and his tall figure was three steps away from her. His eyes were dark. "Is something the matter?"

"No..." She reflexively denied it