C338 Obsidian

Mu Qixi nodded and turned around to head upstairs to her office. She found Mo Fei sitting on her desk, holding a wooden box.

The box seemed to have some ancient patterns on it that Mu Qixi couldn't understand, but Mu Qixi really liked the patterns on the box.

"Qixi, you're back. Someone just gave you this box. I don't know who it is, but I'll keep it for you