Originally, Mo Ziwen was not good at talking. He could only lower his head apologetically.
These two people kept silent for a while. Both of them turned their faces in different directions shyly.
To break the awkward atmosphere, Murong Xue changed the topic. "All right. Write it off. Let's talk about Zilin first." There was nothing wrong with Mo Ziwen. At least, she could see that he was an honest person.
Mo Ziwen was so good-looking, which was not similar to his character.
"Well. What do you need me to do?!" Mo Ziwen was so handsome and charming. He had finely chiseled features as a sculpture. The edges and corners of his face made him look extremely handsome. But his facial expression was very awkward.
"I need a set of golden needles for acupuncture. Tomorrow, after sending me to th
