Laughing and crying at the same time, she rubbed her eyes with the palm of her hand.
The girl sobbed and asked,
"Why did you have to make me cry!"
Finally, seeing Mu Fan at a loss, Wang Nuonuo burst into tears of laughter, her watery eyes looking at Mu Fan as she said,
"My lord, sometimes I truly feel like there's some force helping me out. The Tang family's young master died in space from a warship's bombardment, and now the second largest shareholder of Loki Heavy Industry has quietly collapsed. It feels as absurd as if it all happened overnight, and it still doesn't seem real to me..."
"Also, has anyone been troubling you since I left? How have you been?"
Looking at Wang Nuonuo's uniquely naive expression in front of him, Mu Fan smiled and finally responded with two words:
"No issues."
Yes, everything was fine; all was well with him.
For Wang Nuonuo, who was tens of light-years away, he would share only the good news, not the worries.
"Really?"
