Wei Zhiqian had after all watched Tan Mo grow up ever since she was young.
Wei Zhiqian had always carried her when she was just a small dumpling.
And she had called him uncle.
When Wei Zhiqian looks at Tan Mo now, couldn't he still recall how she looked like a small dumpling when she was younger?
Wei Zhiqian was not fully convinced by what Qin Mufeng had said.
Then he looked at him for a long while suspiciously.
Qin Mufeng: "…..."
This brat, didn't he get it?
He had wanted to tease him.
It seemed that he had accidentally overdone it.
"I really was just teasing you," Qin Mufeng said. "Do you think I am a beast now?"
He surely was not, but Wei Zhiqian certainly was.
HA, HA, HA... Wei Zhiqian laughed coldly.
Qin Mufeng: "…..."
