Pandora looked at the recording in her hand and was so angry that she almost threw her phone.
She was extremely beautiful and wore a black dress that accentuated her figure. Even her face was beautiful, but she exuded the aura of a dead person.
"They're Chinese…"
The man opposite her raised his eyebrows slightly. "Didn't you always look down on the Chinese! How was the surprise this time?"
"Shut up!" Pandora was so angry that her face was ashen. Then, she composed herself and continued asking, "Mo Yi, didn't you move around in the country? Have you seen them?"
"Oh…"
Mo Yi rubbed his temples. "There are so many people in China, how could I have seen everyone? However, there's a young lady who's quite likable…"
Speaking of which, he had not seen her for a long time and missed her a little.
"You didn't get her here?" Pandora calmed down and sat opposite him. She poured a glass of red wine for both of them.
"She…"
