Tang Moyu stepped inside and looked around. There wasn't anything special about her father's room. It was like any other study of some businessman in his stature. Several books about finance and business were piled neatly on the shelves. There were photographs on top of the desk, and furniture that not only surprised the empress, but her husband as well.
Feng Tianyi looked up at the huge portrait hanging on the wall, his eyes widening at the sight of his wife in her chibi form. In the portrait, Tang Lixue was seated on a chair, with a young Tang Moyu who had a bashful look on her face. There was no hint of coldness on her face that was associated with her cold empress persona.
Ba-thump ba-thump.
Young Tang Moyu's cuteness level was over a hundred! The devil waved his white flag, even before he was aware of the stealth attack from the empress.
