"Drive, faster."
President Mo yelled toward Mo Ling and Mo Xuan in the front.
Mo Xuan quickly sped up, "President Mo, Miss Mi seems to be unable to hold on."
President Mo held the constantly twisting and gasping Mi Ai tightly, his expression icy.
"To the nearest residence."
"Yes!"
Mo Xuan sped up towards one of President Mo's residences.
Just as the car stopped, President Mo had already carried Mi Ai into the apartment.
Mo Xuan wanted to go forward but was stopped by Mo Ling, "Let's not go up, this is now between President Mo and Miss Mi, there's nothing more for us here."
Mo Xuan understood, nodding, "Then we'll go back."
"What else do you want to do if not go back?"
Mo Ling glanced at Mo Xuan, "Let's head back, I'm also tired."
Luckily, they arrived on time, so nothing happened to Miss Mi. If anything had happened to her, they couldn't imagine what President Mo would become.
