"Would I be afraid of a brat like him?"
Old Master Mo's face darkened, like a child who was in a fit of pique.
However, when he recalled that Yu Yuehan had indeed performed well this time, his expression became slightly hesitant.
He was indeed not afraid of Yu Yuehan, but he was afraid of his granddaughter. He was afraid that his great-granddaughter would not like him.
Xiao Liuliu did not like to smile anymore because she had not been able to see her parents for the past few days.
She looked listless every day, and it was heartbreaking to look at her.
Qi Yan pulled out the needle after he was done with the injection for old Patriarch Mo. .
