C147 Talking with Grandpa Mo

On the American side, Xu Jia put down her cellphone and looked at the person beside her. "She's hung up!"

The man lazily leaned against the sofa and glanced at his phone. The expression in his eyes was unfathomable.

"Zihang, Miss Xia will misunderstand if you do that."

Mo Zihang narrowed his eyes and didn't reply. He opened the documents on the table: "Go back to work