"Su Mo, I've already instructed my people to prepare dinner. Hurry up… Hey, what's on your mind?"
Feng Mengyue opened the door with a beaming expression, but as soon as she opened the door and finished speaking, she saw Su Mo sitting beside the bed with a contemplative expression.
His brows furrowed, and his eyes were without focus.
Apparently, he was deep in thought while she was speaking, so he could not react in time.
Seconds later, after seeing the rightful owner returning to her room, Su Mo immediately returned to his senses. He stood up and immediately made his request without hesitation.
Feng Mengyue wore a strange look on her face after she heard that he wanted one of the items in the pile of junk under the bed.