Mo Nie held a brown paper bag in his arms, nodding solemnly and incredulously.
"Yes, my wish has come true!"
After he said that, he clicked his tongue in bewilderment. "Does Miss Lu's mouth have some sort of divine blessing? Even this worked?"
Mo Si suddenly had an epiphany and took a step back. "Miss Lu is the chosen one! She knows spells! She knows magic!"
Mo Nie: ...
Mo Fan: ...
"No, seriously, what's going on?" Mo Fan asked coldly, his face as stoic as ever, pressing Mo Nie for an answer.
Mo Nie slightly revealed the corner of the document from the paper bag. "This is the document I received at the office early this morning. Ya Qiao voluntarily transferred nearly 2,000 acres of real estate in the Jinjing Central Business District!"
He had been particularly mindful of this day and went to the Xiao Group early after getting up.
Not long after he arrived at the office, a courier brought this document to his desk.
"Is this really happening?"
