Qiao Mo stared directly into his eyes, and Jin Chengbin's heart tightened, making it hard for him to smile.
"Do you think a person like that is heartless and should be punished severely?"
Jin Chengbin avoided Qiao Mo's gaze, feeling a bit uneasy.
"Do you agree? After all, even a tiger wouldn't hurt its cubs. How can such a jerk exist in the world! Are they not afraid of karma?" When Qiao Mo looked at him, her eyes carried a fierce undertone.
"Oh... um... yeah... yeah."
Jin Chengbin's face turned a bit pale, looking somewhat absent-minded.
Qiao Mo then switched to a small face, picked up her drink, and brought it to his lips: "Never mind, let's not talk about it anymore, it'll ruin your mood."
Jin Chengbin nodded randomly and drank the wine.
...
Meanwhile, Fu Nancheng was handling work in the bedroom at Nanshan Villa.
His phone was placed beside the documents, and he occasionally glanced at it, afraid of missing a call from Qiao Mo.
