"Be good. You don't need to openly take care of her," Mo Lian quietly muttered next to Qiao Mu's ears while embracing her.
He nodded at Qiao Mu's parents very naturally before carrying the child and walking away.
Qiao Zhongbang and Wei Ziqin did not react until a while later.
That youth, who had an extraordinary bearing and peerlessly handsome looks, was…
He actually carried away their daughter without a word in front of them!
Based on his familiar and natural movements, it must not be the first time!
As Wen Ruwan knelt in front of Wei Ziqin, she felt stymied and humiliated. But all her negative emotions fled the second she met the child's chilling gaze.
All that remained was cold fear that encompassed her heart.
What a pair of frightening and aloof eyes.
The child laid against Crown Prince Mo's shoulders. Her pitch-black eyes were like an eerie spring deep in the earth, so icy that it did not seem alive.
