"Who's made you unhappy?" Fang Mo'er smiled as she walked towards Shi Mo.
When she saw the coldness between Shi Mo's brows, she thought that he was angry because he had to attend a meeting with the company to help her.
Fang Mo'er sighed in her heart and reached out to touch Shi Mo's slightly furrowed brows. She smiled and said, "I can do it without the company's artistes."
There was no need for Shi Mo and Wu Ling to get into a conflict.
When Shi Mo felt only a soothing chill between his brows, his frown deepened.
He held onto Fang Mo'er's hand and finally confirmed his thoughts. "Why are your hands so cold?"
He had initially wanted to question her about why she had come to the company with Mu Chen.
However, Shi Mo realized that he could not be angry at her and felt even more distressed that her hands and feet were cold.