"It's better to follow the market. I like to respect the rules of the game and I would not want to disrupt it." Fang Mo'er smiled and said jokingly, in an effort to try and resolve the awkwardness from earlier.
Mu Ye tapped his knee lightly. "Miss Fang is such a good woman, speaking up for Mr. Shi."
Previously, he had thought that Shi Mo valued Fang Mo'er a lot. However, ultimately, he wasn't able to help at all.
The company was still causing trouble.
Fang Mo'er smiled but did not say anything.
She did not know why, but she felt that Mu Ye was hinting at something.
Subconsciously, she touched the drink on the table and was about to drink it, but it was taken away by a hand.
"Don't drink this," said Shi Mo as he frowned. Even at a glance, Shi Mo could tell that the drink was cold.
He immediately poured a cup of warm tea for Fang Mo'er and placed it on her hand to warm her hands.
