That afternoon, around one o'clock.
Qiao Mo still had two more files to process. She planned to finish them and then think about whether or not to get the marriage certificate with him today.
Just then, there was a 'knock knock' at the door, the sound somewhat weak.
"Come in," Qiao Mo said gently.
After speaking, she continued to focus on her work.
But after a while, she realized there was no response from outside the door.
Qiao Mo furrowed her brows and looked towards the entrance, listening carefully, and noticed the sound of the doorknob being turned from time to time.
She walked to the door and opened it.
And immediately froze, surprised at the child standing in front of her office door.
"You... you..." Qiao Mo was at a loss for words.
Little Yu Shaoqi looked up at Qiao Mo, frowning as he examined her, "Are you Aunt Qiao Mo?"
With that, he bypassed Qiao Mo and confidently walked over to the sofa to sit down.
