Seeing the unfathomable gloom on her face, Long Shangxuan smiled elegantly and said, "Eat up!"
Hua Xiaomo, preoccupied with her thoughts, didn't say anything else. She quietly ate her meal while also offering a faint smile.
Thinking of something, she couldn't help but ask, "Brother Long… when you asked Mo Rutian for my phone, he didn't give you a hard time, did he?"
Long Shangxuan thought for a moment before responding, "Not at all!" He then added, "Director Mo is actually a really nice guy; he's good to everyone in the company, treating us like family."
"Oh…" Hua Xiaomo responded, the expression on her delicate face growing darker, but she said no more.
Right, Mo Rutian was skilled at using such tricks to win people's hearts.
Back when they were in school, he used to do the same thing, fooling the entire class, and even the teachers and students of the entire school.
He was a—siren!
Yes, he was a siren! A mature old demon who had been cultivating for thousands of years!
