Mu Ci was indeed handsome; otherwise, he wouldn't have such a large following of 'mom fans' and 'sister fans' in the industry.
He had a bit of a rogue nature but looked exactly like the obedient good boy type, and this extreme contrast was a huge fan magnet.
Listening to Yao Qing's words, he didn't utter a single word for a long while, his face turning white with anger.
The next second, Yao Qing looked at him helplessly, "Your uncle said if you don't go, he'll tell your dad about you charging game expenses to the company account."
Mu Ci, "..."
No problem then.
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Gu Qing drove to the airport, with Mu Ci wearing an expression as dark as the bottom of a pot throughout the journey.
This mood continued until Yu Yanshen got into the car.
He finally managed a smile.
"Uncle, you're back."
