บท 152: An Illusion

Su Yuan glanced at Mo Ting. Forcing an old man like him to play with things that belonged to the younger generation, it must have been hard on him.

After Su Yuan left, Mo Ting's thumb gently caressed Su Yuan's personal page on his phone and he revealed a smile.

On the page, the WeChat nickname was, Moon.

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When they returned to the house, the nurses had already served Su Qiumeng her dinner. The mother and daughter chatted for a while before Su Yuan returned to her bedroom. She looked at the time. It had been five hours since she submitted the test, and the results should be out soon.

As soon as he turned on his computer, his email popped up. At the same time, there was an invitation to join the group. Z.

Su Yuan was beyond excited. In her previous life, the person who invited her into the group was a sister with the code name X. Now, it was Z who invited her personally. Was it because she did well in the test?