"Are you serious about Luo Hao?" Mu Jiyun crossed his fingers, leaned backward, looked directly at her, and did not give half of the evasion. Although he said that he was chuckling, but that kind of awe-inspiring momentum can not be ignored.

"I don't know what President Mu is talking about." Mihan bites his lip and resists answering this question.

"No, you know, if you want my help, I would advise you to be honest." Even if Mihan had been kind to himself, Mu Jiyun would not have lost his own principle.

"I..." Mihan shook her head because she didn't want to depend on others. If Luo Hao really didn't...