Seeing her insist on taking care of Yun Mo and wanting to drive him away, Nan Yuling's face darkened, his thin lips pressed tightly together, saying nothing.
But the words "very unhappy" were clearly written on that handsome face.
Seeing this, Su Xingyue couldn't help but feel a bit helpless, so she softened her voice and spoke to him coyly.
"Just for these few nights, once Momo gets used to it, the servants can accompany her. Can you cooperate for now..."
At this point, Su Xingyue lifted her head and kissed his thin lips, then whispered gently in his ear, "Good night."
Her sudden tenderness made Nan Yuling's heart soften, and right at this moment of weak will... she pushed him out of the room.
The bedroom door closed, Nan Yuling stood stiffly at the door, staring at the tightly closed door in front of him.
His thin lips still carried the lingering scent of her kiss...
He furrowed his brows tightly...
