Xiaojie looked at Mu Sihan, whose expression had immediately turned cold, and stuck out his tongue. "Uncle Cool, you have to compete fairly if you want to chase Pretty Zhizhi. Pretty Zhizhi is single, and so pretty so she has no shortage of wild men chasing her!"
Mu Sihan's expression darkened like there was a storm coming.
"But I still like you very much, so you have to do your best. Or else, there won't be much you can do after I get well!"
Mu Sihan looked at the brat who was obediently lying under the blanket and showing only his big black eyes. He shook his fist at him and said, "Brat, if you dare to snatch my woman, do you believe I won't beat you up?"
Xiaojie gave a bright smile. "You won't beat me up if you want to chase after my Pretty Zhizhi!"
The brat was smart.
Mu Sihan snorted. "Do you know who gave your Mommy the ring?"
Xiaojie shook his head. "I don't know."
