C772 Du Tianya's Request.

Xing Mo did not know what to say. He frowned slightly. Perhaps this would be the most difficult thing for him in the future.

At this moment, Xing Mo's phone rang.

After he picked up the phone, Xing Mo's expression instantly turned ugly.

"Xing Mo, what's wrong with you? Did something happen?" Lin Yichen asked worriedly as she looked at Xing Mo's expression