Chapitre 330: Give me the 329 voice recorder

MS Group, the top floor of the building.

In the spacious and imposing office, in addition to Qin Mu and Luo Haofeng, sat Mo Jingteng.

Seeing him, surprise flashed across Wen Ran's eyes, she had completely forgotten about him, the retired chairman.

No sightings for a while, Mo Jingteng seemed to have aged again. His hair, which was merely speckled with grey, was now completely white. If there was any constant, it was his eyes, cold and sharp!

"Wen Ran, why are you here!"

Seeing Wen Ran appearing at the door, Qin Mu was the first to stand up from the sofa. Hadn't he told her not to leave the house today and to wait for Mo Xiuchen to return home?

"Yeah, Wen Ran, Mo Xiuchen will be back in the afternoon, why did you come to the company?"

Luo Haofeng laughed lightly, seemingly unaffected by Mo Jingteng's words. The previously tense atmosphere dissipated significantly because of Wen Ran's arrival and his casual tone.