Mo Junyang knew what Shi Qingxue was thinking about. He rubbed her nose and said with a smile, “Don’t worry. No matter how much Qi Ruyue is like King Rui’s late wife, she is just an imitation, and he won’t make her his wife.”

Shi Qingxue pouted. “But your father changes his attitude too quickly, and others can’t see through him.”

“It doesn’t matter…” Mo Junyang told Shi Qingxue what had happened in his mansion just ...