C791 Han Shaoqin and His Son

At this moment, the two of them had also seen the news on Han Shaolin and Xu Moyu's side.

"Do you need my help?"

Han Shaolin asked. He picked up Han Feiyu, who was playing by the side, and patted her clothes before placing her on his lap.

"No need." Xu Moyu revealed a pretty smile.

No need? This was Shang Cijie, isn't he worried?

Han Shaolin looked doubtfully at Xu Moyu