"Okay," Loh Cheng lowered his head, resting his forehead against hers, "I'll stay with you."
Han Qingqing nodded, holding him tightly, "But I really hope that in the next life, I won't be human again, being a person is just too exhausting..."
Loh Cheng just held her tighter, tears rolling down his face.
***
The fact that Mo Beiyan took over Empire Jue was temporarily kept under wraps; the public was unaware.
In the morning, the weather was great. Mo Nanjue walked out of the master bedroom, dressed in a black tank top and casual pants. His well-built physique was extremely eye-catching. A servant nearby glanced at him, blushing and lowering her head, "Young Master Jue."
Mo Nanjue went downstairs. Chen An was sitting at the dining table and tossed the remote control over when he saw him, "See for yourself."
Mo Nanjue picked it up and pressed a button. The news was broadcasting the most attention-grabbing event in recent days.
