"They're all here!" Feng Jiu held Hao'er's hand as they walked in. When she saw the three men sitting in the courtyard, she smiled and said to Hao'er: "Remember to greet them. The one in white clothes is called Uncle Nalan."
"Yes." Hao'er responded, then looked at the man in white and blinked his eyes. He whispered to Feng Jiu: "Mother, this uncle is very good-looking."
His Father was also good-looking, but not the same kind of good-looking. This uncle in white gave off an immortal-like feeling, and after he heard Hao'er's words, he revealed a gentle smile which made him even more good-looking.
Although Hao'er's voice was lowered, which of them who were present wouldn't be able to hear his words? For a moment, Guan Xilin laughed loudly and the smile on Mo Chen's lips deepened. Xuanyuan Mo Ze glanced at Mo Chen as if he didn't see what was so good about him.
