Hearing "I miss you too," Mo Xiangwan couldn't help but twitch her eye.
It was just like the playful banter on the phone earlier.
She was still not quite used to this Tang Song who liked to express his emotions.
The difference from before was too great.
Of course, she felt no resistance to Tang Song's affectionate playfulness, and was even quite happy.
Among these people, even Miss Ouyang or Chairman Jin, deep down, they all saw Tang Song as their most important friend.
Mo Xiangwan considered this friend who saved both her and Su Yu's lives.
With awe, admiration, appreciation, and a sense of dependency.
In the nearly 1 year he was gone, she certainly missed him a lot.
"Let me help you tidy up the room."
Mo Xiangwan softly said, stepping to Tang Song's side and taking the suitcase from his hand.
"Thank you." Tang Song released the suitcase with ease, a bright smile appearing on his face.
Mo Xiangwan laughed and said, "No need to be polite with me."
