C155 You Have No Right to Ask

"Auntie Wennuan!" Mo Shaoqing's words were interrupted by a cheerful voice. He looked in the direction of the voice. Mo Shaoqing saw a delicate and tender white face. The owner of the small face was waving at Xia Wennuan outside the window. "Auntie Wennuan, my father was very worried about you, so he came to see you!"

Before Xia Wennuan could say that she liked it