Jie Kong's mind was buzzing. As he looked at Mo Shu's flower-like smile, under the moonlight, it appeared to be veiled in a layer of silver.
She was astonishingly beautiful, unlike any woman of the mortal world!
Jie Kong paused momentarily and then forced himself to look away, speaking coldly: "Don't say such things again in the future, especially in front of men!"
After speaking, he angrily flicked his sleeves and left.
Although he appeared to leave in a huff, Ji Nan unexpectedly saw a hint of retreat in the domineering figure of his back.
Jie Kong walked swiftly, while behind him, the laughter of the master and servant duo along with the two young children grew more rampant.
Outrageous, simply outrageous!
Jie Kong deeply felt mocked, but strangely, he wasn't as angry as he had imagined.
Unconsciously, Jie Kong found himself back in his courtyard.
His subordinates were people he was accustomed to using from before, and Sun Qing had arranged everything well.
