Mo Ziye snorted disapprovingly, turned his gaze to Qingqing, who was holding his hand, and said, "Qingqing, you go inside first, I need to return to the company."
He had come back temporarily, parked the car outside the villa without driving it in.
Qin Qingqing didn't want to make him angry, so she said to Ye Zhan, "Ye Zhan, Zirui is still inside, I'll head in first."
"Alright."
Ye Zhan nodded gently.
Mo Ziye raised his hand to gently touch Qingqing's hair, watched her enter the villa, and after walking several meters, he finally turned his head to look at Ye Zhan, who was standing there not knowing what else he intended to do. Mo Ziye then turned around, walked a few steps to his car, opened the door, took out a file folder, and returned.
"Here."
"…"
Ye Zhan stared at Mo Ziye's stern face for two seconds, accepted the file folder, and skillfully opened it to check the documents inside.
"Thanks."
