Mo Feifei walked to the opposite side and knocked on Shang Mo's door.
After a moment, the door opened and revealed Shang Mo's tall and well-built figure. Under the light, his thick eyelashes closed down further and cast a slight shadow on his handsome face. Solid and deep, his gaze harbored a slight smile. "Morning."
Mo Feifei said with an icy tone, "Please do not send flowers to me anymore."
Shang Mo poked his face outside and to the corridor. "It arrived. Why is it displayed outside? But as long as you like it, displaying it outside is not bad either."
She took a glance and saw Big Mountain standing next to Shang Mo.
Big Mountain, who only wanted to stay behind the scenes, felt that his heart was beating profusely. It was as though his heart was going to leap out of his chest any moment now.
Helping Mr. Shang to court Rong Mo back was his last chance for atonement.