Tang Zhiluo shook her head.
Mo Beicheng straightened up, his dark eyes looking at her. He patted her shoulder, "If you are wise, you should split up with your husband as soon as possible."
Having said that, he was ready to leave.
"Why?" Tang ZhiLuo called out to him, feeling that Mo Beicheng knew a lot of things.
Mo Beicheng glanced sideways, his lips curling into an alluring smile, "Do you really understand what kind of person Mo Xun is?"
"He..." For some reason, Tang ZhiLuo felt a latent answer in her heart trying to burst forth.
"Perhaps you should ask him about it."
Meanwhile,
Mo Xun was busy with work when Mu Yi came in and said, "Mr. Mo, Miss Qin went to Fanxing Technology this morning and smashed Miss Tang's company."