"I've always wanted a daughter like you." Ma Rui rubbed Han Luo's small head with warmth in her heart. Mo Yuan had enough. He wiped his mouth and left the dining room.
Han Luo was startled seeing his abrupt move, realizing that his expression turned slightly sour. Han Luo looked down and pondered deeply. After that, she glanced at Ma Rui and asked, "Can I call you 'mom'?" Little Luo thought that since her big brother's mother wanted a daughter, and he didn't like her to call his mother 'mother-in-law', then she should just call Ma Rui 'mom' too.
