The door closed, and Mu Qiao picked up the cup from the tea table, noticing it was black tea. She took a sip; it had a faint bitterness, but soon after, a hint of sweetness lingered on her lips."Delicious.""Take some down later."Mu Qiao turned to look at Mo Han, "Do you think your secretary will think you have a split personality?"Mo Han just glanced at her indifferently, then moved closer, continuing to massage her shoulders. He then leaned down, kissing her lips, "Wait a bit longer, I'll give you an explanation.""An explanation? Do you mean taking responsibility?" Actually, Mu Qiao knew what he meant, but she couldn't help pretending to be clueless."At my age, it's a bit of a stretch, but I'll take you in reluctantly." The man, in a rare good mood, joked.Mu Qiao got up and knelt on the sofa, looking straight at Mo Han, her eyes serious, "I heard that you and He Jie broke off the engagement?"The man buried his head in her neck, his voice low and hoarse, "I got dumped.
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