Mo Han-yu put down the juice in her hand and looked up at Fu Zixun. "You've heard too many good words. You won't miss me. I'm still busy now. I'll go back first. Thank you, Mr. Fu, for inviting me to eat so much delicious food."

When Fu Zixun saw Mo Hanyu trying to get up with her bag and leave, he grabbed her and said, "Where are you going?"

"Where I go is my freedom. It has nothing to do with Mr. Fu, not at all." Mo Han-yu just didn't want to get so entangled with Fu Zixun again, because if she went on like this, she didn't know...