boss glared at him fiercely. Mo Xiaobai understood very well, after all, being carried by his younger brother didn't seem very good looking. The boss was that kind of man, naturally unwilling to lose...Fang Jiaqi tugged at Zhuque's hand, signaling her to stop talking. She didn't want to provoke Mo Yao either. She whispered in Zhuque's ear, "Let's go."ence, but I didn't expect your emotional intelligence to be not low. You really hit the nail on the head. It's because of your occasional kindness that I find you interesting. How about it, are you co...