"Stop right there."
The commanding tone carried with it a touch of coercion.
Mo Chen's steps paused, and he turned back to look at Mo Yu, "Is there something else?"
"Did you say anything to Ye Jiuliang you shouldn't have?" Mo Yu stood up, her gaze fixed on him with intensity.
Her sharp eyes were as if she was interrogating a criminal.
Mo Chen couldn't stand her constant suspicion, his expression slightly dimmed, "I wouldn't casually talk about that matter, you can rest assured. Also, I really hope you won't always target Sister Ajiu, she hasn't done anything bad to our family."
Moreover, he could see that his father took a liking to Sister Ajiu.
Seeing Sister Ajiu, his father would smile very warmly.
Such a smile, neither he nor Mo Su had ever seen before.
Perhaps this was the beauty of blood relations.
Mo Yu glanced upstairs, afraid that Mo Yuan might hear her. She deliberately kept her voice down, "Mo Chen, I was just asking. Do you need to talk to me in that tone?"
