Qian Yikun retracted his gaze decisively.
In a room on the corner of the fifth floor of the resort, Mo Qi looked down in his wheelchair. The girl adjusted the blanket on his knees and told him to keep warm via hand gestures. She also wanted him to rest.
Mo Qi raised his hand slightly. "Lass, you should go and rest."
The girl shook her head and held her stance in front of Mo Qi. Then she turned around and pointed down. She looked at Mo Qi again and signed, "Why did you send those three children back at this time? It will make them wary."
"Sis Feifei is a stubborn one." Mo Qi sighed deeply. "Go and rest."
The lass shook her head, stubbornly waiting for Mo Qi to go and rest first.
Mo Qi continued to look down at the man sitting beside Mo Fei. They were both strong people, but one of them would have to bow down first.
Mo Fei would not know how to explain herself because that was just how she was.
