"Oh."
"Huh?"
Mo Xiaoxue snapped back to her senses, stunned.
What had Zero just said?
Someone had come all the way to their doorstep to see her.
Was that really necessary?
Her brother had developed all kinds of products before, and no one had ever come knocking at their door over it.
Seeing the question in Mo Xiaoxue's eyes, Zero—who had already drawn the curtains all the way open and let the sunlight into the bedroom—rolled her eyes again and said irritably:
"What are you thinking? With the boss here, who'd dare cause trouble? Don't worry. They're people from the higher-ups. The boss is keeping them company over tea."
After a pause, Zero said with a strange look on her face:
"This should be their ninth cup by now."
Downstairs, in Mo Jingchun's study, Qin Yuzhu couldn't help interrupting him again by getting to her feet.
"Cough, cough. I'll step out for a moment."
She hurried to the first-floor guest bathroom, her face full of resentment.
Mo Jingchun was way too protective. He had made them wait until Candy woke up on her own.
They'd been drinking tea since a little after seven that morning. She'd lost track of whether this was their eighth or ninth cup.
After using the bathroom, Qin Yuzhu immediately felt much lighter.
She'd already decided that she wouldn't drink another drop of water, no matter what.
People said you could travel a thousand miles with a full bladder, but you couldn't walk an inch with a full bowel.
The truth was, holding in your urine was no picnic either. It could even cause all sorts of health problems.
If her lower abdomen hadn't started aching from holding it in, Qin Yuzhu wouldn't have interrupted Mo Jingchun.
When she opened the bathroom door, Qin Yuzhu saw