Mo Beihan smiled. But when he saw that his wife was grinding her teeth in rage, he stopped laughing!
"This… as long as you understand, it's enough. No need to spell it out!"
Gu Qingyao ground her teeth. "Mo Beihan!"
Wow!
This narcissist really knew how to praise himself!
Mo Beihan shrank back in fright and used the child to shield himself. "Don't speak so loudly, you'll scare our daughter!"
Rage welled up in Gu Qingyao. She was furious!
"You've got the advantage, and now you're trying to pretend to be good? You have a daughter now, so you don't dote on me anymore? I'm just talking, but you're afraid I'll disturb her?"
Mo Beihan: "…"
How did they get to this?
Women were really unreasonable.
At that moment, Mo Yang emerged, carrying a milk bottle. When he saw his father carrying his younger sister, he said, "I've already fed Younger Brother."
