Is this the legendary saying that fools have their own luck?
Young Master Mu looked sullen, prompting Tang Sitian to ask, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, Shiche took his gang out for a stroll."
That gang... Why does it sound like a bunch of pigs...?
Seeing her expression of reluctance to stay, Mu Yunshen's gaze darkened slightly, and he continued, "Why don't you sit? I'll make you a cup of hot fruit juice. They'll be back soon."
Sitian nodded, sat on the sofa, and casually flipped through the magazine beside her.
The sound of the doorbell came from the entrance.
Sitian thought it was Luo Qiangwei and was a bit surprised she'd returned so quickly, but she still got up and went to open the door.
However, the person outside the door left her stunned.
Mo Lier was clearly surprised to see her there, her face showing a moment of shock, "Tang Sitian? How did you..."
A man's mild voice came from behind her, "Sitian, who is it?"
Tang Sitian stepped aside and said blandly, "It's Miss Mo."
