Gu Qingli looked down at the contents and shook her head with a smile.
"You really have it." Her eyes were full of dismay.
It turned out that even Xi Moxiao had expected this.
"It's just prepared, and that's what Mo Ziyan and I want to shoot. Some of the scripts we put out was just to confuse them." Xi Moxiao leaned back in his chair and said.
Gu Qingli could not help but stare at his serious face, always feeling that there was a fox tail shaking gently behind him.
Now Mo Xusheng is complacent at home, if he knows the truth, he may have to shed tears of remorse.
"You are a fox." She glanced at him and whispered.
Hearing this, Xi Moxiao slowly got up and went to her and sat down. He looked at her with a meaningful smile, and put his hand on her shoulder.
"It's called foresight." He explained in a whisper.
Gu Qingli was uncomfortable all over by him and always felt that he was thinking about something.
She moved aside from him, and she looked at the script in hand.