Song Qingmo pulled Song Xingwu into a cubicle and talked with him. "Phew! Luckily you came in time, otherwise I would have had a hard time pulling my hand back."
"There's something wrong with the way Mu Heng looks at you. You'd better be careful." Song Xingwu reminded Song Qingmo worriedly. If he didn't say anything, Song Qingmo, who was a thick-skinned person, would definitely not care.
Sure enough, Song Qingmo disagreed. "Don't worry. We'll fight back when the enemy comes, and we'll block the water with earth. Mu Heng and I have always been like this. There's nothing to worry about. There's nothing wrong with his eyes. He must be sick."
Song Xingwu was helpless, but he still reminded him. He looked around the compartment and saw that everything was normal, no problem. "Okay, better be careful. Now what do you want to do? Go out or stay here?"
Song Qingmo pointed at himself and thought for a moment, "Me? I'd better go out. Although it's quieter to be alone, it's not easy for others to trip me up if there are more people around."
Seeing that he wanted to go out, Song Xingwu didn't say anything more, but just reminded him, "Be careful, I have to discuss some cooperation with other people and can't take care of you. You have to be more careful." Song Qingmo looked at Song Xing in surprise, feeling a little amused. Why was this guy so out of character today, and kept telling him to be careful, be careful. He was never so vigilant even when attending banquets.
Song Qingmo still agreed to Song Xingwu. He was his good brother, so he had to listen since he said so.
Song Qingmo washed his hands, opened the cubicle door and greeted Song Xingwu, "I see. If you have something to do, go ahead and do it. I'll go take a look around and see if there are any projects I can take."
Song Xingwu nodded and followed Song Qingmo.
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