Humph.
Useless brat!
Mo Boyuan walked away with disdain. As for his muddled son behind him, Mo Boyuan didn't want to bother with him.
After a long while, the muddled little Ningning finally came back to his senses. His beautiful eyes were wide open.
Wasn't his dad too mean?
He used Ningning!
As for Jiang Tingxu, she had no idea that she had been sold by her son.
...
In the backyard.
As soon as Mo Boyuan came over, uncle Jin, who was standing by the old master, saw him. He couldn't help but exclaim,
"Welcome back, young master!"
"Mmm, uncle Jin."
"Then I'll leave the young master and the old master to chat first. I'll go to the front to take a look."
Uncle Jin quickly left, but the old master was still as calm as ever. From time to time, he would move his fishing rod to see if there were any fish. The old master refused to pay attention to the grandson who was standing behind him!
