When Gu Lian heard this, he narrowed his eyes and smiled like a fox.
He crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair. "In that case, you still had a faint hope that I would wake up, right?"
Mo Yu speechlessly glanced at Gu Lian, who felt good about himself, and ignored him.
Her phone vibrated a few times. Mo Yu lowered her head to check the messages.
[Zhao Wen: Sister, we've made a killing!]
[Picture]
[Zhao Wen: Look at this order! This flow! In three days, we earned 40 million! 40 million!]
[Zhao Wen: My family finally won't say that I'm not doing proper things. Do you have time in a few days? I'll treat you to a meal!]
Mo Yu looked at the number on the photo and carefully counted the zeros several times. Only then did she put away her cell phone in a good mood and look at Gu Lian.
