She might be missing her mom.
Nolan Mingyu's fingers slightly tightened around the teacup, and she smiled faintly, "Missing her mom... didn't her mom pass away many years ago? I heard she died when Mo Shu was very young, and later, you remarried?"
Mo Jiantao mentioned the past, still very embarrassed, "That is indeed the case, it's a bit awkward to say, I had a political marriage with my daughter's mom, back then I was young and reckless, liked to play around... maybe she simply couldn't take it."
"So that's how it is," Nolan Mingyu's gaze deepened, "But that was a long time ago, Princess Mo lost her mom when she was so little, why didn't you have a good relationship with her?"
Mo Jiantao felt inexplicably uncomfortable, "Because she believes that her mom's death was my fault."
"So, she resents you?"
"Probably." Mo Jiantao gave a bitter smile.
