Li Yunhong pretended not to see Mo Yichen’s refusal. In her view, he was just not accustomed to Chen Qian’s intimacy in a short time.

“Mom, uncle.” Mo Yichen hadn’t seen his uncle for long, and noticed that there was more white hair on his sideburns.

“Yichen.” Uncle Mo hadn’t seen Mo Yichen for some time, either. He went forward and patted Mo Yichen’s arm. There was a flicker of doubt in his eyes when he saw Chen Qian held the arm of Mo ...