"In the United States on a mission?" Mo Shu glanced sideways, "What did my mom do before?"
Xing Mengzheng, having just finished putting on her necklace, smiled at the question, "I'm not very clear either, but it seems her background was not simple. I had exchanged a few words with your mom in the past, but we were not close."
Mo Shu nodded, she could imagine.
Who would want to be familiar with a rival?
Xing Mengzheng brought a mirror over, "You look really beautiful."
Mo Shu also checked her reflection and noticed that this outfit and the necklace indeed matched perfectly, exuding elegance and luxury.
"You'll have to toast later; just drink tea," Xing Mengzheng looked increasingly pleased with Mo Shu's appearance, "If someone wants you to drink later, just move your hand away and show your belly."
Mo Shu glanced at her own belly, so that was the plan?
Xing Mengzheng gave a few more instructions and then left.
