At this moment, Qu Tan'er also curiously picked up the Dark Card from Mo Liancheng's hand to look, "Oh? Is it just to mark the direct descendants? Just this one? So stingy. You should at least offer a Young Master or Elder position or something. Chengcheng, I think our child definitely can't marry into their family."
"?!..."
Mo Liancheng pursed his lips, holding back a laugh.
She even dared to tease Yifeng, truly bold.
The last sentence, hit someone's sore spot...
"Liancheng, keep your woman in line!" Mo Yifeng was completely flustered.
"Mhm. Tan'er, apologize."
As soon as Mo Liancheng said this, the girl who had been sneakily laughing behind a certain man obediently poked out her little head, stuck out her tongue at Mo Yifeng making a face, "Sorry! But, I still think you're stingy."
Dizzy, what kind of apology was that?
But somehow, it was better than nothing...
