Some people, even if Mo Liancheng doesn't see them, will still take the initiative to appear. For example, Mo Jingxuan, who must visit once a day. And then there is this Xiao Li, unstoppable.
Soon, Xiao Li appeared in the study.
Upon seeing the joyful harmony of the family of three, a touch of envy flashed through the ice-cold depths of his eyes.
"You've arrived. Later than I expected," Mo Liancheng put down his brush and looked up with a smile at Xiao Li.
Xiao Li found a chair to sit down. He poured himself a cup of tea; by the looks of his weary state, he didn't seem to have rested much, "This lord has been holding back, not wanting to disturb your happiness. Besides, you two have just returned and should catch your breath."
Mo Liancheng raised an eyebrow.
If he says he believes him, it seems believable.
If he says he doesn't believe him, that also carries a notion.
