Mo Yurou was sitting quietly in the study at this time. When she heard the footsteps, she sighed softly.

"Wu Ma? Don't do this kind of thing again in the future. If you do this, you will make me feel like I have become the Jiang Moyao I was a year ago."

"I'm sorry, miss, I was negligent."

Wu Ma looked guilty. She had done bad things with good intentions. Seeing Mo Yurou so sad, she blamed herself even more.

"Okay, Mother Wu, I know you do it for my own good, but I really let it go, so you should go and rest early!"

After saying that, Mo Yurou stood up from the sofa and walked to the desk.

"Miss, don't make it too late. I'm going back to my room first."

After saying that, Wu Ma left.

Mo Yurou sighed softly and then threw herself into her work.

Xiao Zichen lay on the bed after washing, but couldn't fall asleep for a long time. Finally, he simply went to the balcony of the room.

This terrace is connected to the terrace of Mo Yurou's study. As soon as he walked out, he saw the lights of the study and could vaguely hear the sound of typing on the keyboard.

Xiao Zichen was sitting on the wicker chair on the terrace. It was late at night in the cold winter, but he couldn't feel the chill. He kept staring at the lighted glass door.

"Ah... don't come here, go away."

"Stop the car quickly..."
Chapter completed!