She looked up from the documents she was sprawled over like a little schoolgirl, with big, innocent, clear eyes.
"Ou Zun, how did you get here?"
And why was he yelling at her like that?
Hadn't she done nothing wrong?
Seeing her innocent look, Ou Zun was so furious he could spit blood. Upon receiving a call from Ou Mo, he immediately located the person he had sent to keep an eye on her and had hurried over.
The journey was fraught with anxiety.
His heart was in complete disarray.
And there she was, sitting quietly as if nothing had happened.
Ou Zun felt like his lungs were about to burst with anger!
"Why are you here, and why didn't you answer your phone when I called!"
"You called me?" Mù Qiānxún quickly took out her phone, then realized there was no signal. "The signal is bad here; I didn't receive it."
Then she stood up. "You came over in such a hurry, has something happened?"
