"Little Zhang, please give me the documents President Zhang sent over yesterday." Mo Han strode over confidently. He walked to the front desk, but before he had even planted his feet firmly there, he turned to leave.
Zhang Li, who had not expected Barrister Mo to appear, stood up hurriedly and began frantically searching for the documents on the desk.
When Xia Qingyi saw that Mo Han was about to leave, she desperately called out in an effort to stop him, "Brother!"
Mo Han and Zhang Li turned their heads to look at her. The former was perplexed, but the latter was shocked.
"What are you doing here?" For a moment, Mo Han had not recognized her. She had been wearing the hospital gown and that oversized top of his for the past few days, so he had never seen her wear regular clothes.
