When Mo Lian returned to the present, he saw that the little fellow had climbed onto his thighs like a small furry creature. She was sitting in his embrace and looking at him puzzledly.
The man nearly couldn't control himself from reflexively toppling her…
Consequently, he hastily set this little ancestor aside and calmed his agitated mind. He coughed lightly, "Qiaoqiao, don't randomly climb around!"
Qiao Mu pursed her petite lips and unhappily retracted her paws.
With this interruption, the question she had asked him had long been thrown out of her mind.
Mo Lian naturally wasn't going to actively bring up that vessel market. The conversation had moved on just like this.
Before long, they arrived at Listless Pavilion. The two of them alighted from the carriage and were welcomed in by two quick-witted boy servants at the entrance.
