“Thank you for the Reminder.”
Mo Yuanli also strode out of the hall.
His footsteps came to a stop. He turned around and glanced at Qin zhengxiao, who was sitting on the sofa. The corners of his mouth curled up into a cold smile.
But you probably don’t have the fate to see a psychiatrist!
..
One night.
Everything was peaceful.
Nothing happened.
So the second possibility in Mo Xiuyuan’s mind had happened.
A 70% certainty was actually a 100% success rate.
It was just that many times, in order to be more rigorous, he would be prepared for emergencies. That was why the 30% probability was within his consideration.
He almost didn’t sleep for another night.
However, his nerves, which had been in a state of intense tension, wouldn’t make him appear muddle-headed.
He went to the bathroom to take a shower.
At this moment, he planned to sleep.
