Chapitre 290: She is the Only One Who Can

"Damn it! I've been putting up with you, but it seems like you want to do this the hard way!" Mo Jinrong muttered to himself, clenching his fists as though he was going to eat her up the next second.

"What does this mean?"

Mo Jinrong looked at the article in confusion and frowned.

There was a string of medical papers he couldn't understand and various terms on the computer. He didn't understand why Lan Anran had sent this to him.

"Young Master, this looks like Tibetan…" Mo San looked and said.

Mo Jinrong read it seriously again.

"Is the… woman… outside… fragrant?"

Mo Jinrong's face darkened!

"Young… Young Master, what should we do now?"

The entire building's network was infected with the virus and now that the computer was dead, it was impossible to get to work.

"What do I feed those useless people for? No matter what, you have to solve it for me."