Mo Shiqian looked at him, his expression untroubled as he uttered a sentence that put an end to the topic, "You're so interested in my wife, are you secretly in love with her?"
Feng Xing, "..."
He fell silent.
Mo Shiqian continued elegantly eating the breakfast that got interrupted by Chi Huan and Xia Tangtang's arrival, and calmly asked, "Miss Chi, have you had breakfast?"
Little Mangguo energetically answered daddy's question, "Auntie already had some."
She had just asked Chi Huan, who said she had already eaten.
The man didn't say anything more, just hummed lightly and followed up, "Little Mangguo, go tell the Auntie in the kitchen to prepare breakfast for your mommy."
"Okay, daddy."
The little girl got down from her chair, held by Feng Xing, and trotted merrily toward the kitchen.
A brief silence fell over the dining table.
Feng Xing didn't make a sound; Chi Huan had nothing to say.
Only Mo Shiqian was comfortably enjoying his breakfast.
