C5716 Misperception

His phone was always in his bag, and Zhang Xingyun was in a "fight" with the right-hand man, so he didn't know that someone had called him.

"It's another private matter..."

"Alright, Xue'er, let me say a few words to Xingyun."

Mo Xixue seemed to want to say something, but a man's refined voice sounded beside her. It was Mo Qingyun's voice.

Mo Xixue's voice rang again, "Hmph