"Mo'er, that car today..."
Mu Chen was dying to find out how Fang Mo'er had suddenly become so rich again.
However, Fang Mo'er suddenly stood up with her designer bag in her hand and walked over to him. "It's time to get off work. If you have any work matters to discuss, we can talk about them tomorrow. Please don't talk about personal matters."
She did not want to hear it.
After saying that, Fang Mo'er walked past Mu Chen and exited the room.
She had ended work at five o'clock sharp.
She was very punctual.
Mu Chen instinctively chased after her. However, he only managed to see Fang Mo'er's back as she entered the elevator.
She did not turn around at all.
The other colleagues looked at Mu Chen and exchanged glances.
It was strange that Fang Mo'er had not tried to hang on to Mu Chen.
Pavilion One.
Fang Mo'er had just gotten out of the car.
A good-looking couple got out of the car that was behind her.
