"Where are you going?" Mo Zhengyan asked with a smile.

In July, Song stuffed the clothes into the suitcase, covered the suitcase and zipped it up. Then she turned around and said, "Wherever you go, I'll go."

"But I'm not leaving yet." He is a Taoist.

In July of Song Dynasty, she frowned and said, "But just now in the old house, I heard it."

She didn't want to pretend she didn't know or could not continue to pretend, so she said directly, "Zhengyan, you ask for a demotion, and you can be transferred to a subsidiary company, wherever you go, I'll go with you."

Mo Zhengyan looked at her....