C15 Fine Deal

"Senior Mo, what's wrong? Speak slowly, speak slowly! You speak so quickly. How can I understand you in such a hurry?"

Fu Xinrui faced the phone and asked unhurriedly. However, on the other end of the phone. Qin Mo was like an ant on a hot pan. He was so anxious that he was about to jump off a building. Meeting someone like Fu Xinrui again was really unlucky. But. .