"Qingchun, will you stop calling me Mr. Mo in the future? That sounds too polite."
Mo Ziyan said, his expression looked very serious.
Hearing that, Gu Qingchun could not help but feel a little speechless, she thought Mo Ziyan had something important to say.
She sighed, and her tone was somewhat helpless, "Mr. Mo, what do you want me to call you?"
"We're supposed to be friends by now, aren't we?"
Mo Ziyan stared at Gu Qingchun, and his face was very serious, as if they were discussing a serious problem.
Gu Qingchun did not answer immediately, but murmured in her mind.
Now that she and Mo Ziyan were about to have dinner together, they should be equivalent to friends.
Although she was not sure what the relationship between her and Mo Ziyan was now.
At the thought of this, Gu Qingchun suddenly felt a little annoyed.