Chapter 118 What if She Doesn't Want to Marry Me?

Fifteen minutes, twenty minutes...

Time passed by every minute and second.

Mo Ke racked his brains, using every method he could think of, from singing nursery rhymes, speaking nicely, just short of kneeling down and treating Han as an ancestor to kowtow to, yet the door did not budge.

"Little ancestor!"

Mo Ke lay on the door, completely disregarding his image, as he patted the door and desperately begged, "Young master, please open the door! I beg you to open it. Shall uncle take you to buy some delicious food, ok?"

Huo Tingdong concluded the review meeting and returned to the entrance of the office, only to see Mo Ke dressed in a suit, kneeling on the ground, looking somewhat embarrassed, having pleaded for twenty minutes without even a glimpse of Han.

Mo Ke heard footsteps, stiffened his scalp, and turned around to see Huo Tingdong approaching, his face gloomy, appearing rather impatient.